James arrived late afternoon from Calgary at my place in Vancouver. His trip was off for a good start: On his way to Vancouver, in the middle of the highway, a wasp flew into his jacket and under his shirt. Both James and the wasp were freaking out. The wasp, bouncing around under his clothes managed to get a few good stings in before James managed to pull over and - literally - rip off his clothes on the side of the road. God where is photo evidence when you need it...

Save and sound in Vancouver, we hit Rodney's Oyster Bar - when If you ever visit Vancouver, pay this place in Yaletown a visit: Great athmosphere (the later in the evening the better), the waiters are drunk after 10pm and the oysters are fantastic.