Summer of Shamrock Love 2010....

An Irish proverb states that time is a great story teller. Well, this season is turning into the summer of shamrock love. As reported earlier on Canada Day, Granville Island has been smitten by the arrival of an army of young, lovely colleens, all seemingly from Bono's postcode. For some mad reason at least 20 of them, came over en-mass and have shacked up in the vacant fraternal halls at the 'Greek' village at UBC. Guess, they heard about all those crazy Canook boys on the west coast after the Olympics. But, time is a ticking, and fortunately it has been hot, hot, hot along the creek. The right set of circumstances for party fun, snatched glances and shy smiles to develop on the ever busy deck of Cyquabus IV traveling to Jail-town.

We also just had that annual firework festival: the 'celebration of light, a summer favorite in the city. For Aquabus regulars, it is viewed between a sigh for some, and gritted teeth for others. While it is certainly appreciated for drawing out thousands of customers who use our service, it can also puts those drivers working that night a little on edge. Once the last kitchen sink has been blasted off into the air in a massive crescendo of visual delight, the show really begins for the mass exodus. That sleepy creek, quickly becomes a 8 lane boating channel of bobbing madness as all those floating vessels turn around and head back to the creek. Super yachts, party ships, Bubba Gump Shrimper's and every thing else; right down to the loons all dressed in black with day glo sticks for navigation lights in their micro dinky dinghy's are all out there for a Aquabus driver to dodge trying to get very eager fare paid passengers across. Quite a heady brew for any salty captain, let along a driver out for a fun job for the summer!


Maybe it was that emotional edge, that caused romance to burn under the 'en espanol' display by Mexico on July 28th for one recent Irish arrival. For it was with shock and surprise, when one seasoned veteran in our ranks, who shall remain nameless for obvious reasons later, that got up, raised his glass at the 'back stage lounge and proposed marriage to one young colleen we all know as Aishling. Everybody gathered around held their breath in eager anticipation, but as the girl said later '....he's gorgeous! I had to!' she declared 'Yes!'

According to urbandictionary.com, the Celtic translation for Aishling is 'dream' and apparently she is a 'true rarity' for being a 'true beauty well known amongst her friends, for being down to earth and being caring while having stunning looks' no less! Well, she certainly wasn't on earth that night, as she floated on the clouds looking down at her disbelieving girl friends who couldn't believe her luck at getting such a catch.



Aishling stares in awe at the beautiful hand made ring made by her friend Noreen.

Aishling good friend Rachel said she would be the maid of honor whilst crying on Wills shoulder, only after being quoted later saying that the mystery suitor was a 'dry shite'. Her other friend Elaine seemed to be a bit peeved to be a mere bridesmaid. Nevertheless, all the girls ended up getting langered together in celebration.

The mystery of the 'seasoned veteran' continues. But, lets just say that the happy couple to be plan to live in Abu Dhabi, as polygamy is freely accepted there.


disclaimer: the reading of this blog entry does not entitle the reader to 100% accuracy of actual events.....more like 3%: they actually are all stunning in real life!