Bill hooked me up with a place to stay on Thursday & Friday nights in Vancouver, without my asking. Super-sweet.
So, Gordon. Bill's friend. German, studied in Weimar, UBC grad student in computer graphics, wants a career in research. Smaller guy with reddish hair and a sporadic beard. Loves electronica. 29.
Girlfriend: Natasha, in Interior Architecture (a cross between Interior Design and Architecture), taking a break from ennui & studies outside Hamburg, originally from München. Wavy blonde hair and confrontational boobs. 24.
Gordon & Natasha are two of the friendliest people ever. Gordon spoke with a Canadian-German accent, and we ate sushi at a nice place in South Vancouver (the tuna felt like it melted in my mouth!). Vancouver already feels like home for him, and he can't see himself moving back. He and his roommates of 2.5 years (Matt & Mike) take trips to Central America (at least two I recall: Guatemala and Honduras) as well as Washington state, where they met a guy in a bar who invited them over to shoot clay pigeons. We discussed whether it's reasonable to expect immigrants to learn the language of their new home, which, unsurprisingly, was a topic left unresolved.
Gordon gets random documentaries from the public library. He told me about 3-meter tall beavers that once existed around the Great Lakes; this freaks me out a bit.
Natasha is in Vancouver for 3 months and found some temp work at beauty salon, where she's like errand bitch girl. She likes chick flicks and Gilmore Girls. In June, she plans to make her way from NYC to SF in 90 days, whether by public transit or through hitchhiking. She wants to make sweet sushi with licorice, which sounds gross to me.
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