Vancouver, British Columbia
The day of my departure. An solemn air hung over us all day, no matter how much we tried to pretend I wasn't really leaving. Sushi at Mike's favorite restaurant in Westchester cheered us up a little. It was by far the best sushi I've ever tasted. It's doubtful that'll I'll be able to stand sushi in Michigan for a while, because it pales in comparison.
We got Tim Horton's again and said our goodbyes at the airport, which was ridiculously hard to do. It must have...