Boats. Why?Obviously someone with a lot of money somewhere decided the question worked a lot better as,
|Congratulations on your new space ship. That will be fifty million dollars please.|
Today I spent the day in a hunger and thirst induced delusion of polished white fiberglass, chrome rails, and teak decking, also known as the Vancouver International Boat Show. The show covered BC Place and a section of Granville island, so there were no shortage of identical looking cruisers to tour and remind a person they would be laughably poor forever. Also, a soda at BC Place is $4.50. Don't bother asking what the prices are for items that aren't comprised solely of water and sugar.
My dad is a boating enthusiast, so I followed him around all day listening to him hypothesize that he could buy this and that sailboat if only he sold his house and used all of his remaining savings. I also passed a startlingly high amount of people who looked like they were poster models for golf and country clubs.
|We couldn't decide which cruiser to we liked more, so we bought both of them!|
Was the day a success?
I'm not sure if going to the boat show really constituted as doing nothing useful, but it sure felt like it. 6 days down, 24 whole more days of nothing to go.
With warmest regards,