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Yesterday was Chicken's birthday. 34 springs on her record, although she hates that fact. She had to work as usual and told nobody there about it. In any case, it wouldn't have made any difference 'coz in these lands people are really soooo different from latins (and, funny, but I feel proud of being a member of this hot minority here). In my last birthday, I remember telling my co-workers about it and the only response to that was 'Ah! Oh! Well, great! Mhhh... so, what are you gonna do tonight?', and things like that. I guess only a couple of 'Happy Birthday's, but not a hug, not a single hand shake, nothing, nada! In Mexico everybody hugs you and congratulate you, and even at your job you may receive some lolly pop or something, ja! Ok, so Chicken decided to skip that embarrassing hope and just avoided mentioning it. So, we went to dinner to the 'Hell's Kitchen', a nice place in Kitsilano and had a pizza and couple (terrible) mojitos. These guy...

Sunshine's in, at last. I never thought I'd miss it so bad until I've seen it again lighting this beautiful place. One can easily get used to see the city under the darkness of rainy clouds and feel quite comfortable living in a perpetual shadowness. But waking up again with the rays of light caressing your unshaved face and forcing your sore eyes to open is something really great. That's when I can understand these so-called vancouverites when they remind you every time they can to 'enjoy the sun'. Being from a land where sun can be something overwhealming and sometimes even upsetting, the sun hasn't played any major role in my life, until now. Everywhere you go, everywhere you turn around all of a sudden becomes a beautiful place, a great landscape, an incredible city. Watching this place with daylight is something really different and makes you proud and happy to be here, in one of the best cities to live in. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I s...