In Vancouver. It wasn’t raining but not exactly sunny, either. This was in the southern part of Stanley Park. Where the ducks are. Where lots of happy people are walking and chatting. Bundled up and outdoors. Because it’s glorious outdoors even in the winter, even on a grayish day, and hey, it’s Canada and the people are pleasant and friendly and helpful and the water is everywhere you look, and sometimes the mountains are there in the background holding up the water and the sky, and it’s all good.