I like riding the sky train on weekends – when you can find a seat and its not so crowded. I had a whole day planned. From Waterfront to Edmonds – to accompany my grandpa to the bank – he was opening a TFSA and wanted moral support. After lunch and things, I was going to take the train from Edmonds to Metrotown (I was considering not paying for those two stops – I’m a bad person) for a little shopping because I desperately needed some more shoes. Then I was going to go from Metrotown back to Waterfront.
The first segment of my trip worked out perfectly – I managed to reduce my unread emails on m phone from 189 to 77 during the ride. Then I got a bit of exercise walking from the station to my grandpa’s place. Off to the bank – where the gentleman helping us was great and spoke to my grandpa, not to me. Then Emile decided to join us for lunch.
This is where things went off the rails. I was going to take the train back to Metrotown, but instead decided to get Emile to drop me there. So, as I bent into our car – our low car – I felt loose and breeze.
April 6th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary: My nice tight skinny jeans split right up the back!