Vancouver, BC

I'm here, in a coffee shop on Julia's laptop, and I just told the man next to me I biked from the Atlantic to the Pacific in the past 10 weeks. He says, "Wow, well have a good day in Vancouver." and walks away. When you say it, it just doesn't seem as cool as when you live it.

It's impossible to describe the last 30 miles riding as a huge group through the city yesterday, and even harder--getting wet with Pacific ocean, dipping my front tire, staring out to sea, there. Quite the bike. We went out to dinner as a group to a brew pub and now, a day later, 4 people are already gone. It'll still take a little while to sink in, here I am, Canada, the destination, all those miles, hills, diners, headwinds, conversations, friendships--call it family even, and it's over. Back to real life. Thanks for reading along the whole way, and all the comments. I'll have lots of pictures up September 6, and maybe some more words about Vancouver if I can articulate them. Surreal. Good times.


Love from Vancouver, BC, CANADA!

Nick