I’d heard rumours that Vancouver is a beautiful city, encapsulated by the blue, vivacious Pacific on one side and the grand and looming Rockies on the other side. After spending all my free time there sloshing around the streets of Vangroovy, all I can say is that it’s very, very wet, this time of year, and they have some wonderful restaurants. I was really happy that I managed to fit my gumboots into my luggage, because they were the only pair of shoes I was able to wear outside. It rained, non stop, for 4 solid, soggy days and the famous snow-capped mountains remain only a rumour to me, covered as they were in thick veils of cloud. I guess I’ll have to go back in the Summer, then, won’t I?