Saturday, Granville Street, on the first anniversary of the Winter Olympics, looked like this:
Last year, about the same time, the weather was like this:
And the world saw us like this:
Saturday was just Nature’s way of reminding us that we probably wouldn’t have such blissful memories if they were filtered through heavy, cold, umbrella-compulsory rain. Nonetheless, the weather didn’t stop us from doing this:
Canadian, eh.
