Vancouver is my type of town.A city so nice they named it...well, once. But it's a nice name. It's even got "van" in it.
This fact did not evade a large Vancouver bank, which christened the city with a particularly inviting moniker.
I was in Vancity. It doesn't get better than that. You know, unless you're not living in your van; then it can get a whole lot better.
Staying in Vancouver is an enjoyable experience. The city is so well planned out, it's bordering on pretension. The downtown area is a breathtaking urban achievement, but remains only a short drive away from a splendid beach that somehow manages an ambience of isolation. The surrounding residential areas, despite consistent density, can best be described as quaint.
It's a metropolis of over two million people, but it has the comforting presence of a small town. Though I stayed only a couple days, Vancouver left a big impression on me. I could almost see myself living there.
You know, if it didn't happen to be in Canada. What a shame. Maybe they'd trade it to us for...I don't know...Omaha. We could sweeten the pot by throwing in Carhenge, which is (of course) a Nebraskan replica of Stonehenge, made out of cars. As great as Vancouver is, the Canadians might not be able to turn that offer down.
Speaking of shames, is there any interesting piece of architecture McDonald's doesn't interfere with? First the Space Needle, now this... What's next, they double up the St. Louis Arch and paint it golden?
Vancouver has a burgeoning film industry, so much so that it is often labeled "Hollywood North." Apparently, Tom Cruise is aware of this. Well done, Vancouver. Now all you need is more hookers, a traffic problem, and a general disregard for human decency, and they'll start calling Los Angeles "Vancouver South."
Oh, and to my millions ands millions of Canadian readers (again, numbers are estimates), I hope you had a great Thanksgiving yesterday.
And don't forget to vote.
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