Sep 30, 2006
Jan 16, 2010
Today is reserved for exploring the city itself. I ventured out into Kitsilano down to Jericho Beach and walked the several miles of shorefront that blesses Vancouver. Incredible pink sunsets created a magical evening as I watched seals and seagulls who seem nonplussed by the immense tankers and noisy seaplanes passing through the harbor at regular intervals. On a mild fall day, joggers, dog walkers and families stroll through the park that adjoins the driftwood adorned beach, but as dusk falls the strand itself is left to solitary souls and couples. At this time of evening the city is a jagged pearl set amongst the Coastal Range. In the morning with the help of friendly bus drivers, I take the city bus to the False Creek/Chinatown area to see Dr. Sun Yet-San Chinese Gardens. Every inch of the gardens is planned for the harmony of the master as if it were a true Chinese house in ancient times. Each intricate window design has a different meaning, as do the stone patterns on the floor of the courtyards. A serene way to spend a morning. I walk through the downtown area which seems to have a moderate vacancy rate, as I pass several buildings with space for lease. Down near the waterfront this is less true, and I see a space needle similar to the one in Seattle that begs for my money. The sun is brilliant and a sky top view on this day beckons. After the amazing sunset panoramas of the city and the harbor I walk to Canada Place, the convention center and cruise ship terminal which juts out into the water. I see Mt. Baker in the US rising like a pink ice cream sundae over the city suburbs. A man asks me what we are looking at and I can tell him. I take the bus home to Kitsilano and as we ride by all the shops along W. 4th St. I feel like I met Vancouver today.