Triple feature: all three rides I managed to get out on during the rainy month of April. In the third I actually, finally, make it all the way out to UBC to, of all appropriately gothy things to do, attend a memorial.
It started snowing a little before 4:00. I left work at UBC at 5:00 and walked to the diesel-bus loop. It was already a tragic shit-show. One articulated bus as stuck at one end of the loop. There were multiple "transit supervisor" vehicles, but no actual supervision and a lot of chaos. I walked over to Bay 1a for the 480 and there were already enough people to fill an articulated bus waiting in line. I waited for a bit and watching what was going on with the other buses. A 43, a 49 and 41 went by, all stuffed past the red line.
News out of Victoria, British Columbia, 100 years ago today:
• Tale of arrest and detention as a possible spy of UBC librarian on book-buying journey during the outbreak of the war.
• Absolutely accurate method for converting "Centigrade" [Celsius, used in France at the time] to Fahrenheit
• Argument to stop all nickel exports to enemy nations.