This is North Vancouver’s version of the Pacific Centre. Translation: boring.
– A Walmart. It’s got a McDonald’s in it. That blows my mind.
– A Claire’s.
– Open until…wait for it…9 PM ON SOME NIGHTS! This blasphemy is unheard of. North Van has a wild side.
– Way up in North Vancouver.
– The bathroom is disgusting. Like, Zellers disgusting.
– There really aren’t any cool stores in this entire mall.
Yeah. Really, the only thing it’s got going for it is the Walmart. It’s also deceptively large. Looking at the store directory online and then looking at the mall, you would never guess all those shops fit in the little bitty space. I guess if you’re hard pressed for a Walmart and for whatever reason can’t get to the one on Grandview Highway, take a trip to North Van and visit the bland land of Capilano Mall.
It also was snowing the whole time I was walking there and back, so it was an exceptionally cold day for me. But I have blanket and heater and techno at my disposal here, so it’s all better now.
So there won’t be any Canadian Mall installment this week, mainly because I’m nowhere near a mall and am instead in an airport.
So ladies and gentlemen, I give you Canadian Airport – London International Airport!
It’s like Moscow/Pullman, but a little bigger. And the weather changes in a nanosecond.
So I’m flying to Toronto (45 minute flight), sitting around in the Toronto Airport for about five hours, flying nonstop to Vancouver (5 hour flight? Something like that), then leaving tomorrow morning to fly to Phoenix to visit my mom and her boyfriend Kurt.
It’s a good thing I like flying.
And chilling in airports.
Talk to you all when I get reliable internet at some point…not sure when that will be.
So here’s an important question that’s been bothering me since I got off the plane.
There’s skiing and downhill stuff in the winter Olympics, right? Duh.
So where in the hell for the 1988 Calgary Olympics did they actually have that stuff? ‘Cause all I’m seeing is this:
Either they built fake mountains or they made it all up, one of the two.
We also flew through some badass lenticular clouds, but I couldn’t get my camera out in time to catch them.
You may be saying “wait, hold on, back up, what the hell were you doing on a plane and why were you in Calgary?”
An excellent question.
I wasn’t exactly in Calgary, it was just a stop on the way to London, Ontario to check out the University of Western Ontario, who happens to have a tier 2 philosophy of science program and who happens to have accepted me into the MA/PhD program.
Cool stuff, huh?
So now I’m sitting in a creepy little motel room with a pita, Futurama, and no internet, waiting for the campus tour tomorrow.
It’s also 1 degree Fahrenheit outside.
But it’s not raining.
Things I’m good at:
– Missing the bus
– Tripping over my own feet
– Doing both simultaneously
– Cursing profusely
Getting to this mall involved taking the bus downtown, walking east to Burnaby, walking halfway across Burnaby, missing the bus by about 30 seconds, freezing my butt off on a bench waiting for half an hour for the next bus, then taking said bus on an hour long ride to the center.
– The best layout of any mall I’ve seen
– There are more restaurants/stands in the food court than there are restaurants in Moscow. I’m not kidding.
– I finally found a store that had a copy of Mass Effect
– SO freaking far away
– If you’re going to close at 6 PM, don’t be so freaking far away (yes, this is a legitimate con—everything closes so early up here on the weekend)
– The parking lot is a deathtrap for pedestrians
This is actually pretty fantastic.
I like how Canada needs to be explained.
In this the first installment of “Claudia Walks Vancouver via Malls,” I went down to the ghetto Surrey to visit Central City which, to my great surprise, had Simon Fraser University Surrey attached to it.
I’ve neither seen nor heard of a university attached to a mall.
Aside from higher education you can also purchase alcohol, stuff from the Canadian version of Walmart, pitas that are supposedly extreme, and waffle irons (there’s a Bed Bath & Beyond) at this cool little mall.
– Did I mention waffle irons?
– Not a maze from hell
– The Asian grocery store, in which I could identify about 30% of the items, but which carried Aspartame-free gum!
– DOLLAR STORE
– It’s in Surrey
– No good bookstore
– I got lost on SE Marine Drive on the way there and got pretty cold. That was pretty sucky.
Woo! Not sure where I’ll go next week, but probably not south.
Canada: being the nonconformist country since 1867.
For over 40 years scientists have been trying to figure out why parts of Canada—specifically the Hudson Bay area—experience lower gravitational pull than other parts of the world.
There are two theories that have been put forth to explain this phenomenon. The first has to do with the convection currents of the earth’s magma. Scientists who support this theory think that convection beneath the Hudson Bay area is causing the continental plate there to be dragged down, thus decreasing mass and, subsequently, decreasing gravity.
The second theory has to do with the old Laurentide Ice Sheet. This ice sheet covered much of Canada and the northern US way back when glaciers ruled the world. The ice was about 2 miles thick in most sections (perspective: the Antarctic ice sheet covering the continent can be as thick as 3 miles) and thus was super heavy and weighed down that part of the earth, displacing the mass underneath it.
This ice sheet melted over the course of 10,000 years, but the earth that had been beneath it is still “rebounding”—that is, it is still quite a large depression that is slowly rising back up to what would be a normal level if the ice sheet had never been there. Because this depression still exists, that is the cause of the lower amount of gravity in that region of the planet.
Apparently, it turns out that both theories are correct. There’s mega convection going on beneath the earth’s surface under the Hudson Bay, but there’s also been a measured effect of the earth rebounding from the glacier. Though this rebound will take about 5,000 more years, the change that is occurring is prominent enough to be observed—the sea level, which is rising in other parts of the world, is noticeably dropping along Hudson Bay.
So yeah. Convection + Ice Age influence = Canada’s weird.
Today’s song: I Turn My Camera On by Spoon
I submit that you haven’t lived until you’ve heard a rap about Quebec.
Or a country jig about New Brunswick.
I’m not even kidding. I think Canada’s tourism department promotes solely through their music industry. I had the radio playing for about five hours this afternoon and I think I head a little ditty about almost every province. It’s funny until you realize it’s like rapping about Idaho or singing a blues song about Florida.
The rest of the songs were just freaking weird. There was this one whose chorus consisted solely of the phrase “watch out for the fuzz” repeated about twenty times (this, interestingly enough, wasn’t a rap but some sort of upbeat folksy tune). I’m not denying that there are some really weird songs from the States, but these are weird in an entirely different way.
And now I can’t stop singing “Noooooova Scotia!” to the Oklahoma! melody. This may need to be a song rewrite in the near future.
I’m not embedding ’cause the screencap will haunt you. This is perhaps one of the creepiest videos involving chocolate bunnies on YouTube. Don’t watch if:
a) you can’t avoid thinking that putting eyes on something automatically makes it a living thing
b) you’ve had a bad experience with an iron/heat lamp/hair dryer
c) there are chocolate bunnies in the room
You’ve been warned.
I fall into category A, which may be why it’s so disturbing to me, but I don’t know. I mean, I know it’s just chocolate, but it’s bunny-shaped and has eyes. Peep death doesn’t bother me, but the fact that the chocolate bunny eyes seem to be staring into my soul is somewhat unsettling. Some of the comment-leavers seem sufficiently freaked out as well.
Haha, I hope you don’t watch it right before going to bed like I did.
Today’s song: Round and Round by Ratt
Oh Canada, you silly country, even your statistics books involve weed.
This was the conclusion the Psyc 366 book came to on a section involving confidence intervals: “You can be reasonably confident your results are due to marijuana and not to chance.”
Best. Phrase. Ever.
Well today sucked. Or rather, this evening sucked. I stay at school until about 6:30 and as soon as I get up to leave, I realize that it’s extremely windy and rainy outside—I mean, even more so than normal. And of course, as soon as I get outside the psych building, this BIG gust of wind comes down Lower Mall and takes my little pink umbrella off into the stratosphere, so I’m standing there in freaking POURING rain thinking, “awesome, it’s a 15 minute walk to the damn buses.”
So half an hour later (of course I get to Dunbar JUST AS THE BUS LEAVES THE BUS STOP, THANK YOU BUS KARMA), I’m on the #7. I get to my block and notice that it’s suspiciously dark down my street. Then I realize, “great, the power’s out.” ONLY ON MY DAMN STREET. The rest of Dunbar is still washed in blazing light. So at this point I’m motherfucking cold and finally, after getting to my house, realize that there is NO light in my apartment, as well as no source of possible light aside from my cell phone and compy (once I decided to turn it on and finish my NaNo wordcount for the day).
So I’m like, “okay, so it’s dark, no big deal. I’ll just read…nope, too dark to do that. Okay, then I’ll just play Portal…oh wait, can’t do that. Damn, it’s cold in here, at least I can turn my heater on…FUCK!”
So at the moment it’s 1 in the morning, still no power, and it’s about 45 degrees in my apartment. I’m not kidding. I can see my damn breath by the light of compy.