Stories from a 7-11
There's some roadwork going on along our normal route to/from work, which is pretty annoying - it adds about 20 minutes per day - so we're taking a slightly different way home.
Anyway, last night on the way from work we stopped off and got some bread from a 7-11.
This wasn't the first time I've been to this 7-11. In fact, I've stopped off at this 7-11 quite a number of times over the last 12 years.
Yes, twelve years.
You see, while we only moved here nigh on 2 years ago, I've been visiting Vancouver on and off since 1999. In fact, I would have actually been here 30 years ago if I hadn't broken my arm. And indeed, I may have been to that 7-11 in 1982. But anyway.
When visiting Vancouver in 1999 and 2002, I stayed with my uncle's sister, who lives just around the corner from this 7-11. I remember stopping in there many times on the way to or from expeditions downtown, as the bus stop is just across the road from it. I also visited it on my 2003 and our 2006 visits to Vancouver.
If future me (see above) had stopped me in the store back then, I can imagine some interesting conversations.
"One day you and your wife will stop here for a loaf of bread, on your way home from work"
"Oh, ok. That's interesting"
"Your Australian wife"
"Huuuuhhhh?"
I'm the sentimental kind, and like the flights of fancy from thinking of places being touch-points at vastly different times in your life.
Anyway, last night on the way from work we stopped off and got some bread from a 7-11.
This wasn't the first time I've been to this 7-11. In fact, I've stopped off at this 7-11 quite a number of times over the last 12 years.
Yes, twelve years.
You see, while we only moved here nigh on 2 years ago, I've been visiting Vancouver on and off since 1999. In fact, I would have actually been here 30 years ago if I hadn't broken my arm. And indeed, I may have been to that 7-11 in 1982. But anyway.
When visiting Vancouver in 1999 and 2002, I stayed with my uncle's sister, who lives just around the corner from this 7-11. I remember stopping in there many times on the way to or from expeditions downtown, as the bus stop is just across the road from it. I also visited it on my 2003 and our 2006 visits to Vancouver.
If future me (see above) had stopped me in the store back then, I can imagine some interesting conversations.
"One day you and your wife will stop here for a loaf of bread, on your way home from work"
"Oh, ok. That's interesting"
"Your Australian wife"
"Huuuuhhhh?"
I'm the sentimental kind, and like the flights of fancy from thinking of places being touch-points at vastly different times in your life.