Especially once we checked into the Westin Grand.  Its location at 433 Robson Street made it an easy stroll to the game, and of course, I was also thinking about the next day’s breakfast just down and around the corner. Doesn’t everyone?

The view from the 27th floor was rather like surveying one’s kingdom.  I never tire of the eye-in-the-sky view of the city.  And how else would I have learned how green the Vancouver Public Library’s roof is? 

Our friends, Claude Boisvert and Karen Judd, met us for a pre-game dinner at the bistro side of the William Tell, which is where the picture is taken with the hockey-jerseyed couple. I asked the hockey-bedecked couple for their permission to post their photo and the husband said,

“It’s okay. We’re married.” 

Quite frankly, I hadn’t really thought of that possibility, but as soon as he said it, both his wife and I thought it was pretty funny.  So know this – the couple is not having affair, in spite of the fact that they seemed to be having a very good time…though they still preferred to remain nameless.

I thought the game was great. Especially when we won. Please don’t expect me to know the finer points or who scored what. It was just fun to be part of the cheering crowd.

Until we got there, I couldn’t remember ever seeing the Westin’s entrance. But now I’ll never miss it because, besides the great location, it has the key to a good night…that is, who invented that bed system? Oh man. It was like sleeping on a super-thread-count cloud.

I noticed the catalogue the next morning…I can buy all of it, the bed, the bedding, the pillows, the works for around $3,000.00 for a Queen-sized set up. 

Maybe not today…

For now, I think I could be convinced to take in a few more games, especially if I get to sleep on my 27th floor cloud with my own Queenly view of the Stars and that big fat Moon…

And as for breakfast? Where else but 556 Beatty? Cafe Medina.