Last thoughts about Vancouver.

Of course, I primarily went to Vancouver to get to know a friend better, but it's worth acknowledging some of the subtext that the trip could only naturally acquire. He also introduced me to A; Vancouver is her hometown. As I mentioned to my friend and his wife, it's a little odd to have spent all that time with A imagining my first visit to Vancouver, always believing it would be with her--to meet her family and friends, including those whom I did meet on this visit. So I visit without her and it's only natural to think of her once or twice, given the history.

And what was I thinking about her? Thinking that this was the town where she grew up and that this place molded her. Wondering a bit about which part of town it was. A little sad that things didn't work out between us, given the time and effort involved, I suppose. Feeling a little sorry for her at how big a mess I walked out on. Other, less positive things, but it's hardly fair to give light to things that I never even brought up with her. And the fact that she remains oblivious to those matters is my failing.

CDs listened to today:

• Elvis Costello: Brutal Youth
• My Morning Jacket: Z
• Elliott Carter: The String Quartets, disk 1
• The Future Sound Of London: Dead Cities
• Jesus Guridi: Sinfonia Pirenaica
• Ingram Marshall: Hymnodic Delays
• George Gershwin: Rhapsody In Blue
• J. J. Johnson & Al Cohn: The Birdlanders