Visiting Vancover
Hospitality gets taken to a whole new level I woke to someone tapping on the bedroom door. Before I could respond, my friend's aunt, Elka, was standing next to the bed. "Morning, sleepyhead," she said, handing me a cup of coffee. Outside, I could hear my friend Bob and his nieces heading down to the stream where Bob's uncle, Franco, was fishing. Bob would have joined him, but we hadn't gotten in until late. "Come on, sleepyhead, are you going to join us?" Elka pull...