I used to love coming to you
the exhilaration grew as the miles lessened
I learned my lines and the border guards let me through
A new city sprawl, with streets and backroads to learn
secret hidden spots, sights to see
Soon we fell into routine
I thought I knew my way around the town
but you can only get so far
in a city with no left hand turns
For a city so familiar
you made me feel so foreign
Especially as the border guards tore apart my car.
I can see it all. Great description. Sorry that the border guards made it such a bad experience:( Vancouver has changed:(