The first morning in a new place is always the most exciting. The confusion and feelings of displacement that come with the arrival seem to die with the setting moon, and you awaken refreshed and ready. That was how I felt my first Sunday in Coquitlam. I should point out that Chuck and L don’t actually live in Vancouver, but the sunny suburb of Coquitlam. But still, that community is wedged so tightly against Vancouver that it was hard to tell when the city ended and the suburbs began. It felt like one big metropolis to me, and I was ready to boldly go where I had never gone before. I just needed my tour guides to wake up.
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