Made my way to Steveston today. For those of you who may be reading this who do not live in Vancouver's vicinity Steveston was once a thriving fishing village which has transformed itself into a not so thriving pretty as fuck fishing village tourist and locals enjoy in equal measure.
I chose Steveston because the forecast called for sunny skies to roll in from the west to replace the dark as a black bear's ass skies we have had the last couple days. I wanted to be there to catch the sun's first rays. It was still a little breezy for the first half of my walk but the second half saw me bathed in sunshine so warm I was sweating before I was done. Late December sunshine is as welcome to most everyone who lives around here as the opportunity to demand Canada dance, like old time western movie villains were known to do, is to the future American president.
If there were any tourists in Steveston today it may only have been the pair taking an unremarkable photo with their phone they have probably deleted already. The locals were out getting their rat size dogs to shit all over the fucking place. We all said hello to one another.
Miss the Beat Merchant record store but fuck do I love Steveston.
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