Japan, Maybe

They call it sunshine in a cup. This is what I think about as I sit at Forecast Coffee, in Vancouver's Mount Pleasant neighborhood, drinking an oat latte. This is not a decaf latte, which means in a couple hours there's a decent chance I'll have a nervous breakdown. I'm kidding, of course. Well, maybe emotional breakdown. Coffee seems to have that effect on me. But possibly not GOOD coffee. Good coffee, or rather great coffee, can send me into a state of euphoria. Like the time I was in Berlin and I went to a coffee shop in (I think!) the Prenzlauer Berg district, and now I can't remember for the life of me what it was called, but I came out of it feeling like I'd just taken ecstasy and spent the next couple hours marauding through the streets and swinging from tree branches.

I was going to go to Squamish today, but my shoulder is hurting and I don't know if I can be bothered to drive up there. It is supposed to be dry, though. But then if I climb there that could hinder a possible Gold Bar session on Wednesday. My body needs rest now, and needs it bad!!!!! Last night I didn't drink too much. Maybe three or four drinks. Maybe five? I don't think so, though, because I never even felt that buzzed and certainly never drunk. You see the drinking was spread out over a long period of time. A glass of beer at the beginning. Two or so brandies with ginger beer later on, and then at the end of the night a glass of sparkling wine. Throughout the WHOLE evening, though, sweets. Lots of sweets. Sweets make my body feel so bad. So inflamed. But hey, it was New Year's Eve. It's not the end of the world. 

Speaking of end of the world, the world is reborn today, this first day of two thousand and twenty three. The sun isn't exactly SHINING in Vancouver, but it's pretty damn nice outside. The oat latte is just starting to kick in. I have half a mind to do a LONG walk around the city, a randonée, if you will. I find that after coffee a long walk can be the best idea. You definitely don't want to sit around. Hell, maybe I'll even still drive to Squamish. Why not? I could walk around the Grand Wall, check out boulders, maybe even climb a bit if it's somehow dry. But then again, my shoulder. 

Tomorrow I leave early to drive back to Seattle, where I'll be dog sitting for a few days. I'm excited. I'm also excited to go somewhere after that, somewhere far away, and warm. Mexico City, maybe. Hong Kong, maybe. Japan, maybe. Australia, maybe.