We’re spending a week in beautiful Vancouver, Canada, celebrating Mike’s birthday and enjoying unscheduled time. It’s been terrific.
Mike’s never been to Vancouver, and I was last here in the early eighties with my friend, Stephanie. The city is as vibrant as I remember, but instead of staying in a youth hostel, we’re in a hotel. Walking to most places has been easy, and we’ve otherwise taken the local bus or train. I have loved being away from car culture for a while.
We lucked out with the weather and only needed a sweater or light jacket most days.
Mike’s birthday coincided with warm, clear skies and a fun adventure: time at the Capilano Suspension Bridge Park in North Vancouver. We boarded the free shuttle at Canada Place, and within 15 minutes, we entered the lush green park. Storyboards and artifacts from the early days describe the evolution of the bridge. Here’s a blurb from the website:
“The park has a rich history, getting its name, Capilano, from the Squamish Nation’s Kia’palano, which means beautiful river. The park’s story is one of engineering feats, appreciation for the land, and an eagerness to share its wondrous beauty with the world. It’s a testament to respect for cultural traditions and commitment to environmental conservation.”
https://www.capbridge.com
Crossing the bridge proved challenging in an unexpected way. The suspension bridge never stops swaying, making it impossible to cross without lurching toward one cable, getting your footing, and then inching forward before hanging on again. We could stop and look down below, but it wasn’t possible to linger with so many people traveling to the other side.
Once across the bridge, we were under a beautiful rainforest canopy with wooden walkways and gorgeous lush forest views. There are educational stations for children and adults, a chance to learn about raptors, and unlike the bridge, we could move at our own pace in an unhurried manner. We were there for a few hours.
We timed our return across the bridge so we could have a bite to eat before our next adventure: walking on a single-file walkway above the canyon, again offering magnificent views.
We’ve filled the rest of the week with a variety of activities, including an afternoon at VanDusen Botanical Gardens, where we spotted turtles, goslings, and the occasional fish. The collection of rhododendrons is extraordinary.
We laughed our way to the center of the VanDusen maze and back out. The maze walls feature 3,000 pyramidal cedars. Once in the maze, you can’t see the outer surroundings—such fun.
We attended Vancouver Writer’s Fest: An Evening with David Sedaris on Tuesday. I’ve long admired his writing and sense of humor, and we both enjoyed laughing out loud with a packed house at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre.
Today we took a bus to Stanley Park where we walked along the shore, through wooded areas, pretty gardens and an outdoor cafe where we enjoyed salads and the view. Shortly after photographing the Great Blue Heron, the bird dipped its head in the water and plucked out a fish.
Our cozy hotel is home to a pair of labs, who lounge near the concierge desk for part of each day. I sent my postcards down a mail chute, a vintage relic embedded in the wall. One night, I indulged in room service, ordering chocolate cake to share, and a hot peppermint tea. We splurged on a dinner at the Top of Vancouver Revolving Restaurant.
All told, it’s been the perfect time away, with hours of sunshine and fresh air, delicious food, and a slower pace.