It's 2am and the night is still alive. Vancouver has digested an extra dose of caffeine (which could be justified by the extra care this city's baristas put into their coffee) and it doesn't seem to sleep. The late night fireworks in the streets, parties everywhere in the downtown core, and all the hubs hosting afterhour everythings! A mangle and mingle of many languages rolled into a single auditory stroll down the street, can leave your linguistic centres in a knot. Yet the collective slogans of the games seem to be "Wooooo" and "Go Canada Wooo", which I reckon are agreeable statements and messages which should resonate in the consciousness of many. Yep patriotism runs strong, if the red clothing and face paint didn't prove it, how about all the collective gatherings around projection screens in Yaletown? Of course the spontaneous outbursts of Oh Canada on Granville street are a force to be reckoned with, especially with pizza slices in hand and mouth!

I am having an afterhour jam at the moment, with friends who have deep interests in the musical magic mayhems of the shakers. This is just the wind down from two amazing days performing. The first was spent in front of the Vancouver Public Library with Zamir's brother Shak on the beatbox, playing some sweet beatbox panpipes. We were at Stanely Park today and played beautiful music at Prospect Point to a wide range of locals and visitors. The air was fresh, the sun was high, the sky was blue, and the ocean too. Nothing beats playing music in natural settings, parks and forrests are truely musical homes for the hang and flute. It helps having a battery powered amps to boost and cut through the blowing wind and into the inner ears of listeners. We seemed to move many into dancing, sitting and taking photos! It's fun to play music in places I used to walk on as a child. I totally loved hearing the eagles call after we played.