Traumatic times in Vancouver

Trip Start Sep 01, 2010
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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

So Vancouver...it didn't exactly start well to be honest...I had a bit of a hangover in the morning and totally missed the bus I wanted to get. Anyway, eventually dragged my sorry ass to the greyhound station and got a bus in the afternoon, over the border and into Canada!

Got into Vancouver and my troubles began, bit of history my debit card had been cancelled a few days before, my credit card was near the limit and I hadn't worked out how to pay it off so I was reliant on my cashcard. With $60 in my pocket I went to use a cash machine and *bang*! Transaction cancelled. No card!!! (I should point out the card had already come out after I put my pin in, I put it in my wallet and promptly forgot about it until a week or so later...in my defence I was knackered!) So absolutely convinced my last piece of plastic had been swallowed, I was actually not too bothered strangely...

Headed out of the bus station to find a local bus to my hostel (wasn't entirely sure where I was headed but I knew which bus), only had USD which Canadian buses don't take, but the guy just took one look at me and gave me a free ride :D what a legend. He proceeded to chat to me all the way to the hostel, pretty much giving me a guided tour round the city! Even gave me directions from the bus stop (which I promptly failed on and got lost again). All in all an eventful day but I made it at long last and, even better, my credit card held out for 2 nights accomodation! Mint.






Thought getting up for the free breakfast was probably the best idea in my financial state...managed to change some USD into Canadian. Got chatting to my room mate, a guy called Martin from Switzerland. Having been in Vancouver a couple times before, he pretty much gave me a guided tour of the city! Picked up milk and bread to go with my cereal and peanut butter, food sorted...relief!

Anyway I did my best to forget about the money and just enjoy the city, it's a pretty awesome place. In the afternoon I explored the docks area on my own, there's a cool little seaplane port and the olympic Cauldron. Just hung around and took pretty pictures really, definitely gona have to come back here and spend some more time.





The next day I saw some more of the city with Martin, went through historic Gastown and saw a steam powered clock (why? Who knows) and then through Chinatown. Saw a funky little Chinese garden and went into a supermarket for some genuine Chinese supernoodle type packets, they had an incredible selection of food. The meat fridge looked normal until you got closer, stomachs, tongues, hearts etc all packed up like chicken breasts...

Anyway made it to the greyhound station for my bus (even though I couldn't find the bus stop...), my bag weighs about 47-48lbs, the limit is 50! Think I need to drop some stuff...after getting the asshole at the border crossing (looked at my bag of food, asked if I was sure my customs forms was filled out correctly, then lectured me after I'd gone through telling me he didn't have to let me in the country because I'd lied!) I had to make a change at Seattle. Met this totally drunk guy who hadn't been allowed on his bus because he was drunk, and a Canadian girl called Bria who was getting the same bus as me down to Portland. Bria (I hope you read this, thankyou!) had loads of food and kept offering me munchies, managed to save my meager supply for the mammoth trip to LA...
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Sarah Coleman on

Hey Pete,

So I'm finally reading your blog..a bit late in the game I know but I'm loving it despite the fact it's making me long to go travelling again! Sad that your time in VC wasn't as good as it could have been-I love that city so much- totally know what you mean about that steam clock though..!

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