Vancouver--More Than Halfway

Today sucked. That's all there is to it. I decided to wander aimlessly downtown this evening and, if I was lucky, get assaulted and left for dead. No such luck. So I took pictures.

This is one of the many totem poles stabbed into the earth around Vancouver. Talk about phallicaly (sp?) obsessed. Even the cauldron was a big phallic symbol as it rose from the earth--but when it didn't work, that was a major erectile dysfunction.



Pretty night lights along Water Street. Lots of homeless people. Couldn't Vancouver ship them somewhere like Salt Lake did?

The Olympic rings are everywhere. This is a picture in the harbor and in the Main Press Center. I'm starting to see rings when I close my eyes--which isn't often, come to think of it.

That's it for my sucky Tuesday in Vancouver.