My abode from 1993-95 in Burnaby, BC.

This was the view from the back porch facing south towards
Metrotown, the high rises in the background. Crazy times they were, especially when my landlords, went away on 2 month excursions around the western U.S. in the pictured RV, leaving me to look after the home (I rented the basement). After one of the aforementioned voyages, my landlords came home, invited me, and got loaded inside the RV, educating me about the finer points of the orange economy of SoCal, traffic hell on the interstates and how Sarge, their cat, enjoys driving in the front seat near the steering wheel. A small price to pay.