Okay, I’ll admit it….I love the double-decker bus tours. We arrived in Vancouver, British Columbia, on Friday morning. After disembarking the “Radiance,” we decided the best way to take in the sights of this coastal seaport city was to hop on a double-decker bus.
We toured the entire city and soon learned that more than two million people live in Vancouver and its origin was a tiny settlement called Gastown. The area caught our attention, and we decided to hop off the bus and catch some lunch at a small Italian café. If you have ever visited Greenwich Village in New York it may conjure up the same type of experience in Gastown. Cute little shops and cafes line the tree-lined streets welcoming lazy afternoons sipping cappuccino or espresso or a cold ale.
On Saturday, we decided to experience a walk across the Capilano Suspension Bridge. It measures 460 feet long and 230 feet above the Capilano River! Eight hundred thousand visitors visit the bridge annually! I was grateful to see its original construction of hemp ropes and cedar planks had been replaced with a steel cable system. Still, it moved with the wind and the traffic of those who braved to venture across. Once on the other side, we walked through Treetop Adventures, a series of seven mini-suspension bridges that allowed us to view the natural habitat of a rainforest.
We ended the day at Grouse Mountain, one of North Vancouver’s tourist attractions. We all packed into a large tram that held 150 passengers and made our way up into the clouds traveling four thousand feet to the top of the mountain. There, we
chose to skip the lumberjack show in order to watch a couple of grizzly bears. It was fascinating to get that close to the giant bear, watching them having a good time in the water.
Vancouver is definitely a city I would highly recommend visiting. Next to Alaska, it’s quite something to see.
Before departing Vancouver, we heard about Steveston. I seem to be drawn to small fishing villages and Steveston, now part of the city of Richmond, British Columbia, was no exception. If you can envision a fish and seafood farmer’s market set on Fisherman’s Wharf, you’re in Steveston. It was an absolute wonderful experience to watch the locals and the fishermen haggle out deals. We spent the day walking leisurely though the city gravitating to the water’s edge and enjoyed a lovely supper at twilight. I wish I could visit it again when I find myself in the mood for shrimp scampi or panko crusted halibut. What a find!
Until next time, enjoy the life we are blessed to live,