I discovered today that there are two Vancouvers, one in Canada, which I wanted to go to, and one in Washington, which I didn't. This could have caused problems as they are in completely opposite directions.
The train journey from Seattle to Vancouver (British Columbia) was great, slow but dignified. Less hassle that the airport as there is no security before you get on. Obviously if you can only afford a train ticket then you must be expendable. There were however many queues, as is required in any travelling experience: One to get your ticket, one to load you luggage, one to get your seat assignment and one to get on the train. But at least I didn't have to deal with airport personnel with their unique interpretation of customer "service". The weirdest thing is that I have arrived in Canada and my passport hasn't been checked by the US Immigration Service, only the Canadian ones. God knows what'll happen when I go back into the US as officially I haven't left! The Canadian immigration agent really grilled me too, I think it's the Australian Passport and British accent mismatch which the Canadians can obviously pick up on.
Canada must have a hell of a case of schizophrenia: the cars are American, the speeds, distances and temperatures are metric, the Coke cans are in French and the Queen is on the money. I mean is anyone in charge here? However it does have some signs of advanced civilisation in spite of the French.
There's a pub in the library. Brilliant!
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