In Vancouver

At last, I finally have access to a com. I was supposed to have written this yesterday, but I was so tired that I collapsed in bed immediately after dinner. I'm like really enjoying myself now. Geneva and London were fun, but nothing beats Vancouver. This place is simply great, from the shopping downtown to the parks. Wait a minute...what shopping?....those who know me know that I hate shopping:P
The only complaint that I have is that the familiar Singapore food is rather absent, and since I am rather addicted to spicy food, I really feel the effects of not having it around. Oh, and I don't really know how to say this, but I'll scream if I ever have to see wholemeal bread again in the near future. I mean, I really hate it, and as if I don't see enough of it at home, Grandma also buys it, but I'm going to try my best not to complain.
And just to share some of my muddled thoughts, on the flight from London to Vancouver, it was a full flight with near maximum load, and during take-off, the moment the wheels left the ground, the captain retracted the wheels so loudly that I actually thought that one of the clusters on the undercarridge had dropped of, and I got a little nervous when the plane started vibrating considerably immediately after this. It just isn't like me to let my thoughts run wild like this, right? But thank God nothing of that sort happened.
Going for a walk later with Mom and Auntie Eng. I'm really tired again.