Within Stanley Park the ‘First Nation’ totems stare across Vancouver Harbour; they stand proud and erect, beacons of token reconciliation. The longest sea wall in the Northern Hemisphere arcs around the 27 kilometre park providing stunning views of the Lion Gate Bridge, orcas breaching in Burrard Inlet, Siwash Rock, a guardian that erupts from the sea bed, the mystical 800 year old Hollow Tree and the Brockton Point Lighthouse which alerts approached vessels of strong tides, winds and maritime traffic make for a mesmerising experience.
Vancouver itself is a multicultural hotbox which provides the traveller with a myriad of experiences. The historical waterfront incorporates Gas Town and the iconic Steam Clock, Gassy Jack immortalised in Maple Tree square, poutine enriched watering holes, the homeless directing traffic in the hope of tips, maple syrup and walnut cheesecake that is to die for and designer label shops to tempt.
The beauty of travel is the friendships that are forged. One such friendship emerged over a Christmas on the shores of Gallipoli. Tracey and Damien, two similar minded Aussies shared the hollow ground with us and a bond was formed. So it was with immense enthusiasm that we caught up with Damien and his lovely girlfriend for a night of funky sushi, drinks and sightseeing. Cheers Guys!
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