Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Doing the Couv

I'm all holed up in one of the more beautiful cities I've ever had the chance to travel: Vancouver. And, wouldn't you know it? I left my camera on my nightstand at home. I also left dirty dishes in the sink, but that isn't much the point. There hasn't been much to freeze in my memory thus far, but getting to see the top of the Vancouver library from my wall-sized window is one I'd appreciate using a camera for. Go ahead and Google photos of it online (couldn't locate a single photo I enjoyed enough to paste here) and think of me, about 18 floors up and looking down on it.

Little known fact: The same architect who designed this library (none other than the fair Moshe Safdie) also designed the Salt Lake City one, where I worked so happily for a couple years. The similarities are fairly striking: same wrap around coliseum idea, shops in the bottom, desks along the curved walls, etc. From here I can tell one glaring difference however, and that is the fact this one houses a McDonald's. Despite that inclusion, I think I'll give it a visit in the morningtime.

Vancouver is lovely, but crowded. It has gelato restaurants within walking distance open at 11 p.m. on a Tuesday night (a bonus by anybody's book, right?). Music stores are open to midnight, tho they're pricey beyond belief (and, yet, I still bought the New Yo La Tengo for nearly $20 Canadian). There are more homeless bums per square capita than any place I've been. I really should carry some cash to appease the easily angered ones, but I usually just have a wallet full of plastic is all. At least one of my friends offered one his pizza last night (tho he still preferred cash to tandoori chicken, it appeared).

Spent the day interviewing a distributor of ours and taking photos of her pretty much everywhere. Met her two lovely, lovely daughters. One took to me, sat in my lap and drew hearts and stars in my notebook. I interviewed their mom while she had her hair done. I added pine cones to one shot where she laid down on the grass amongst dried Maple leaves (sooo Canadian, right?). And it took so many hours from our day to complete, I am presently fighting heavy eyelids.

I just wanted to let on it was lovely and should be visited by the lot of you. Yes, it kinda feels like you're stuck in the Truman Show (something so fake to me about every jogging, dog walking person around being model material), but I bet you could get used to it. Long enough to vacation on through, anyway. Are you up to the challenge?

5 comments:

aisy said...

have you had any chinese food yet? best in canada by far...

Dainon said...

Not at the place I went to. The ginger beef was the worst I've ever had, actually. Calgary has far better. Give me Leo Fu's any day.

k8 said...

i am dying to get a job with the 2010 Olympics up there. Dying.

upto12 said...

I suppose this means you're over the 3-hour wait in the "f***ing immigrations line"? I'm jealous. No lie. I think I need to commandeer a tasty GO trip. Where's next?

Dainon said...

Three hours? Yeah, you were missing out on the gravity of the situation there, Hoss. More like FOUR. No explanations. Just a long line that didn't move while they took a big fat lunch break or something. Canadian Immigrations is one of one of the BEST examples of inefficiency that I've ever seen. Think the DMV, only about 50 times worse. Road rage is nothing compared to line rage. I saw an Asian man's head combust while I was there, no lie.