After 2 hours detained on the immigration (never say that you are working on the Canadian border, luckily the "underground artist” always end up having a special treatment (perhaps because even if the society want to believe that we are useless, they indeed know that we are a huge part of the population soul, so unbelievably useful?!… but this kind of reflexion deserve a bigger article in another context!)), and with a huge jet lag (in one week, of few sleeping hours: Málaga - Lyon - passing by Frankfurt - New York - passing by Dallas - Vancouver), now getting to Vancouver… After the adventure of finding a concret train stop on the suburbs in a totally unknown city, for having the surprise to arrive in some Couchsurfing place (that could always be a good or bad surprise!), I have to recognise that I probably fell on the best Vancouver house!

   5321, Chambers street… Fantastic first feeling, with Queen who came to pick me on the train with a glass of wine, to walk until the house where a dinner, good music, better people, little bit of Canadian drugs and long talk where waiting from me. And the next week will confirm this first feeling: that is the best couchsurfing place I ever found (until now at least!… but it will definitely be hard to super ate!). Amazing 7 Chambers Street Team!… This marvellous house, so fantastically old-fashioned, full of random old furnitures, with a traditional record player and music going on 20h a day, no TV, good home made food (even home-made chocolate), no ending talk, an Canadian attic like room (with no stairs to go up, holes in the roof, no heaters (and only some -20 weather), 4 fantastic Canadian guys and 2 amazing “French” couch-surfers, all of them ready for some crazy artistic experiences (some of the 365 dance video themes will always stay as an evidence of that!)… that could only make my Vancouver stay pass form "really good" to “one of the best ever”.

   On the work side… another great experience! Always amazing to feel so useful in some international dance project, like is the Vancouver International Dance Festival. Arriving again from nowhere to do “nothing”, or better say “anything”… and ending again doing a little bit of everything, working really hard and helping everywhere where they could be needing. But it’s always easy when the crew is so nice, the directors so good as Jay and Barbara, form Kokoro’s Dance Company, the programmation so amazing, and the artist around so huge… To partly resume, one week after arriving on this unknown place, going to the airport to be the guide of the (no less than) Israel Galván company, and help them with everything on the Playhouse, to keep going helping Public Recording Performance Projects to cover the Roundhouse with white paper, before ending helping with the Montreal Dance Company and his project directed by the talented Estelle Clareton. All of that dancing as much as the time let it me to, and going to all the show and gig I could!

   Vancouver… I really hope to could come back soon!… another city which stole my heart…