As a closing attorney, I’ve gotta do closings out of the office every so often. Usually that just means meeting somewhere in town and signing a lot of papers. This time, the bank sent me to Vancouver. British Columbia. Twenty-some-odd hours of travel. A fun hotel in the city. The Shameful Tiki. A stop at the dearly-missed Storm Crow. Layovers in Toronto and Minneapolis.

It was one of the stranger closings I’ve had.