Double header today, first Gastown, then Granville Island. Found myself feeling a little bit like I was on a family vacation as I watched little kids spend all their allowance money on treasures their parents dismissed as junk at the two souvenir shops I was playing between.
Later when I was playing right by the Old Spaghetti Factory, I was the one bringing back memories. An old man gave me a handful of change with a wink that might almost have been creepy and not cute if I hadn't overheard him say "you used to have a ukulele just like that, remember?" as he put his arm around his wife's waist, and they walked off towards the big steam clock.