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As a quick update on my immigration papers I am happy to report that the events of last night will certainly look good on my file.

Yesterday, I went out with my BUS 303 buddy Justin who happens to have season tickets for the Canucks. Before the game we grabbed some beers in Yaletown and since that was not at all Canadian enough for me, I decided to have some Poutine (Hello, Montréal!). The game itself was quite adrenaline-laden matter for me. To calm down I had, no kidding, Molson Canadian beer. Apparently, I got really lucky as people kept telling me that not every game is that captivating. 

One tiny little faux-pas: I was wearing my red Canadian Olympic sweater and thought that was perfectly OK. Well, actually, the Canucks were playing the Detroit Red Wings - Guess what’s the team’s color? - so this probably was not the best choice.

After a 6:4 victory - Go Canucks Go! -, we took a “tiny” detour on our way home over the Lions Gate Bridge to North Van and headed back to SFU. 

Thank you so much Justin for making my first live hockey experience so monumental.