What a difference a three hour flight makes. Anchorage to Vancouver and I went from the rough last frontier to uber west coast civilisation. Within an hour of getting off the plane I was having a beer at the Jericho Tennis Club over looking English Bay as the sun was setting.
The sun is out and it getting warm so poor old Vancouver gets the full benefit of my skinny white knees again. There are more startling sights on the high street. It was drag night at the club on the corner last night and Vancouver's finest were out in force!
I'm not sure if you would have fit that at Chilkoot Charlie's in Anchorage. So, have a couple of days out and about sightseeing before boarding the train to Toronto on Sunday evening.
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