The Vancouver we met was green, rugged and dramatic.
Our hotel was downtown on Burrard. We started the morning with breakfast in Gastown and then walked along the inlet to Stanley Park. We hired bikes and road around the tip of the island, around Stanley Park along the Seawall.
A flat 10km ride gets you around the park, and if you ride slow enough you catch the otters playing on the beach, the seagull trying to swallow a starfish, and the huge eagles circling overhead. It doesn’t really get better than this. Nature, so raw and close, just twenty minutes walk from the centre of downtown Vancouver.
It’s rainforests, driftwood, cliff walls, and fresh air. It’s what we’ll remember Vancouver for, and it’s what will bring us back here again soon.
After Stanley Park, we caught a tiny ferry to Granville Island. We wandered through the quirky artist haven, tasting the most pure maple syrup and maple smoked BC salmon. There were fresh markets, huge berries, and hippy ornaments.
One of my favourite days so far. Totally exhausting, and totally worth it. I put my feet up in the bath, and came out to find these three fast asleep at 5pm.