It has begun...

After a slightly traumatic flight, giving up my aisle seat for the "pleeeeas can you swap seats with me so I can sit with my kids..." lady and the resulting journey during which I watched the end of the Ian Dury bio pic three times, sat between two elderly men who appeared to have very little regard of personal space, I am in Vancouver. Oh and the bearded hindu lady that was sat by the toilet can't go without a mention because that was slightly odd! Since Greenpeace was founded in Vancouver I thought it would be conscientious to consider the environmental impact of my outward journey and according to carbonneutral.com, my seat on the flight produced 0.9 tonnes of CO₂e and with a donation of £10.35 I can buy a clean conscience. Perfect.
On the drive from the airport to the hotel it looks like a cool city. We are staying in the downtown area and the venue is about three minuets away from the hotel.

The Venue:

We have just been for a beer in the Irish bar which is joined on to the hotel and I have leopard print curtians in my room so I am definitely getting a full Canadian experience.

It is now 22:50 or 06: 50 in the UK so I have bee up 23 hours and am beginning to go a little bit mad, so its probably best if I go to bed.