i spent a week in vancouver. its a great city. i did lots and lots of walking-as fitting into the clothes i 'brung' with me its becoming a little tricky...... walked around stanley park and robson and granville island and the grouse fucking grind. the distance is not the issue (less than 3km) its the 2,380 steps to get to the summit. and if thats not hard enough its so high the altitude is a killer. 3,700 feet above the base which is 900 feet above sea level. phew! but i did it and im not gonna admit how long it took me. the average healthy fit person apparently can do it in 90 minutes. it didnt take me 90 minutes. moving on .....
the sun shone the whole week i was there i even managed to don my (tight) bikini and hang out on the beach for a couple of hours. first time my bikini got its airing on this trip; english bay witnessed the momentous occasion.
anyway stanley park is a gigantic park which takes over the entire bottom portion of vancouver. i walked around the perimeter wall which is the sea wall around the coast. 10 km in all.
managed to catch a gig aswell- say the decemberist shack their stuff on stage to the beats of their new album. my camera got taken away from me by house management though cos it was too big and i didnt have a press pass. seems strange as some of the newer compact digitals have stronger lenses than my 'entry level' dslr. grrr. it was returned to me at the end of the night.
i met up with a friend of annmarie's, who took me to the worst/best karaoke bar-truly an amazing experience. was surrounded by middle aged men flyin solo and singing their broken heart songs. weird thing was they were really good. we knocked back the pitchers and sang a tune aswell.
also went to the cutest restored original victorian house 'roedde house museum'. stepping back in time-i even bought some little victorian recipe cards that were the original recipes of the lady of the house; mrs roedde herself no less. perhaps a white christmas cake this year?!?
the week flew by and it was on wards and upwards.