The year began quietly. Winter lingered in Vancouver, and the early months of 2025 leaned into a slower pace shaped by work, routine, and staying close to home. February brought a familiar highlight with Fan Expo Vancouver, an anchor point in the winter calendar that broke up the grey stretch.
Fan Expo this year stood out for the people I met. Christopher Lloyd was there, and meeting him felt genuinely special. Back to the Future has been one of my favourite trilogies for as long as I can remember, and Lloyd was generous with his time, warm, and thoughtful in conversation. Christopher Mintz-Plasse was also there, equally kind and easy to talk to. Moments like that cut cleanly through the winter and stayed with me long after the weekend ended.
Life carried on in Vancouver through March and into April, steady and familiar, until a short but welcome break arrived. Late April brought a trip to Calgary for Fan Expo, held in a new, massive venue near the Saddledome. The scale of the space was impressive, but the experience itself felt surprisingly relaxed. Calgary unfolded easily over the days we were there. We explored neighbourhoods, spent time in local breweries, and moved through the city at an unhurried pace. The highlight came with meeting Michael J. Fox, a moment that carried real weight. He was inspiring in a way that felt grounded rather than performative. I also met James Marsters, who was equally generous and genuine. Calgary left a strong impression, and I genuinely enjoyed our time there.
Returning to Vancouver, the months rolled on. In May, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds played at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre, a powerful and immersive show that lingered long after the final notes. June followed with another spectacular northern lights display visible from within Vancouver itself, part of an ongoing stretch of heightened solar activity. Standing under shifting colour in the night sky again felt quietly extraordinary, even after having seen it before.
Summer settled in with work and local commitments taking priority. Days moved quickly, filled with responsibilities and familiar rhythms, until August brought another shift outward. A return to New York offered a change of scale and energy. We spent time in Hoboken, wandered through Times Square and Central Park, and sought out locations tied to film and television, including spots used in John Wick Chapter 2 and Dexter Resurrection. The centrepiece of the trip was seeing My Chemical Romance at MetLife Stadium, a massive, emotionally charged show that felt both overwhelming and deeply satisfying.
Late August marked a more personal turning point. A new career opportunity and job change arrived, reshaping the direction of the year. The months that followed were focused on transition, adjustment, and forward momentum. By the time the year drew to a close, 2025 felt defined less by where I went and more by what shifted internally.
It was a year of movement in quieter ways. Familiar places, meaningful encounters, and changes that carried long-term weight. The kind of year that does not announce itself loudly, but leaves a clear mark once you stop to look back.
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