blissfully flying into vancouver again...it looks so beautiful from the air

the view from the 23rd floor of our hotel

enjoying the beach...

...evening, and it begins filling up with old and new friends, come to sing and celebrate...

here’s how manose felt on our way out of vancouver...

it was a precious time...but with no time - or inclination - to look back, we headed south to manose’s home town – san francisco.

and the hebst theatre...

deva as usual, was ahead of the rest of us...