June 28th, 2025 - Vancouver pt3 - Food Tour

I can’t sleep, I woke up around 5 and then just kinda existed, I wrote up Thursday and Friday and now I’m just waiting.

— hours later —

RAHGHHGHHHH FUUUCKKKK, burn this city. Raze it to hell. Humans should never exist in such large capacities. Fuck every city, fuck it all.

— hours later —

Tee hee! Sowwy I was angy bc I hate dwibing. •~• Anyway! We’re coming to a close on the food tour. I had a good time. Seeing more of Vancouver is nice, and it’s even better to have someone tell you all the spots and lore. I’m currently on the oldest street in Vancouver. We started off with some pork checheron and meatball sandwiches which despite my bias, came out quite nice. From there we got a quick treat with some caramel bars, then it was time for plant based Butter chicken poutine. Pretty good actually, not enough soy but other than that it was dece.

—- the next day —-

I- cannot recall the rest of the food tour beyond taco, sushi, and Turkish delight. It was good, overpriced asl but it was good.

The rest of the day was more driving, I’m a stranger to this city, I cannot fault myself for failed attempts. Forgiveness is deserved. I messed up so much while tryna drive yesterday. It really ruined my mood, but once we were parked things were fine.

Back on the food tour we learned of a steam powered grandfather clock that has a sister in Osaka, I discovered a famous shoe cobbler who fashioned Chappell Roans Grammy boots in three days. His storefront holds the prototype, I would like to see it.

The two boys and I just kinda fooled around taking pics downtown until it was time to go. I tried taking us to the rest of the group because their rehearsal had finished but I typed in the wrong place and had us go twenty minutes awry. Then when we finally did meet up with the others a strange aura filled the air. I was talking to my Lola when we were dragged out of the restaurant by my mom. She packed us in the car, my Tito’s joined us and we left.

- Dyl