P--IFIC CENTRAL

Went to the old bus/train station over town with Charli tonight to pick up her brother. He's been working up north for the past month. -40 and no days off, better him than me.

Pacific Central has always struck me as kind of a strange place. Like any bus depot or train station its got its fair share of transients milling around, coming and going.

A blend of old European architecture, the half burnt out neon sign and the cold night air made the whole place seem very Soviet Bloc.