The game was exciting, the hot dog somewhat disappointing, the mini donuts purchased at half-time were divine, and I was feeling very Vancouverite-tish indeed. It's nice to be in a crowd, cheering for your home team. I don't know why I felt as if it was a rite of passage, but I did. And now, I feel as if I can finally say that "I'm from Vancouver".
Strange that my last post was also about loving this city. Stranger still that this seems so important to me. But there you have it! Come visit me, you non-Vancouverites... and I'll convert you (if it's the summer, in the winter the rain will keep you running).
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