Every time I go to Vancouver I come back wishing I live there.
I stay in the North West side of downtown, go for my morning runs in Stanley Park (most rejuvenating thing in the world,), get my morning coffee, shop and walk around the amazing condo buildings (I thought it was odd someone earlier took a shot because they have more condo buildings then offices downtown or something), and get my amazing dinner in gas town or Yale town.
Additionally, my lungs don’t burn like they do in Calgary when I run due to high altitude.
The people are also very nice.
But then I realize:
1. I am a tourist – I am staying in part of the city in a hotel room I could not afford to live in if I lived there. Where I stay in the city is one of the main reasons I would want to live there.
2. My run through Stanley Park is amazing, but I can’t do that every day before work with the hours I work (still very hard to knock Stanley Park, and I grew up pretty much raised by the deer in fish creek). Stanley Park’s largest knock to me would be the popularity and how busy it can get.
3. It was overcast with the sun poking through. I went for a walk and had a quick conversation with a construction flag person, and after I say beautiful day she actually says “any sunny day is a good day” I smiled and left, but she could have not said a worse thing to someone from Calgary – IT WAS OVERCAST. We would be complaining about the crappy day back home.
4. My amazing lunch and dinner – would make me broke in a week if I lived there. Honestly, where in Yale town can you eat without breaking the bank? Lots of great food, but $$$$$$$$$$.
5. My largest pet peeve – Cactus Club. It is a very average Earls who can’t make a ceaser to save their life. After dinner we wanted to get a drink in Yale Town so we went to one because it looked like we could get a seat in the bar. A local friend met us a short while later who could not believe we got table with a booth in the bar at Cactus Club. I still didn't believe how much they love that restaurant there until a Canuck passed by our table. Who knew – it is the place to be seen in Vancouver. Not bad food, just a creepy love they get from the locals. I know this anger is not rational but I just can’t figure this one out!
Pretty much from never living there and only acting as a tourist – I love to visit, I am glad it is part of Canada, but probably would go insane living there (however, life could be much worse).
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