Pucking great time in Vancouver

We are getting a little carried away with our night greyhounds. We nipped up to Vancouver in about 26 hours, and promptly felt pants. And hungry. As we wandered toward our hostel we passed McDonald's and subway, but we've been getting annoyed at eating fast food all the time so we tried to hold out for some decent food. I had particular gastric magnetism toward Mcdo and Stu was equally drawn to subway. Little did we know just how much fast food we would end up consuming in Canada.

On arrival at the hostel we were upgraded to a private room with a TV, so we quickly found TSN (No ESPN available) and soaked up some Canadian football, which, for the record, is a disaster zone compared to American football (in particular the unmatchable supremacy of the almighty Denver Bronchos). We then went to bed. Thanks 'Hound.
Fresh the next day we stomped through rainy Vancouver to take a look what was on offer, and very nice it was too. Lots of vancouverism for Matt, but the real town planning genius was found in Granville Market, a converted former industrial area now sporting a multitude of cute shops full of almost everything imaginable.
The hostel were putting on a free club night and we had some beers left from Yellowstone, so this became a no-brainer. More sport and beer was followed by drinks in bars with Swedish, Aussies and Irish before some typical English dancing. Fun was had by all.
Another day in Vancouver saw the return of the sun so we eagerly sped to Capilano Suspension bridge, the world's highest, longest, cable suspension bridge. It was surrounded by some funky temperate rain forest in a gorge and some typical touristy shops, with the particular advantage of free fudge samples which we may or may not have taken advantage of. A walk back through Stanley park and along English bay confirmed suspicions that Vancouver would be a very nice place to live.
In the eve I met up with the Swedish and Aussie Girls again and supped some Cider in an Irish bar. Stu stayed in and watched UFC 104 on TSN - The party channel. Booooo to Stu, but then I really only left the hostel due one Swedish girl in particular. Initially it is safe to say I was quite disappointed to see that my 'date' actually came with two extra girls attached, but we had a spanking eve and thankfully those two conspicusly left after a few hours...
The next day was all about the Ice Hockey match we had booked. Vancouver Giants vs Kelowna Rockets. Giants won 5-4 in a close fought battle, great stuff! It was a local team and there was a great feeling of community at the stadium. A great couple in the seats next to us (row four behind the penalty box, no need to move this time) sorted out rule confusion as pucks and people moved about at the speed of light, getting boshed against the glass very hard. We nearly got a puck when one came speeding over the glass, but unfortunately it was a little too high and instead struck a lady on the head leading to copious amounts of blood and a stretcher... so close... Being behind the penalty box was also genius as the high level of fighting invariably meant a member of the opposition was sat inside. "Gogal, you suck". The little kids in front had more balls than us in this department, it was hilarious.
A budget related food comment. On the first night we went out looking for some food. It was quite expensive. We then found 'FreshSlice'. This pizza outlet had an offer for 8 slices of pizza for 10 bucks. We ate fresh slice pizza for dinner and lunch for all FOUR days. We are not kidding. We are sick of Pizza. But then it was soooo fresh..... and sooo healthy. Low in fat and all natural (see box, left). We love and hate fresh slice pizza in equal measure (in particular the pesto special!).

P.S. Reminder from Boston... "Can anybody spare any Change, Change, Change?..."