Foillsichte: 08.07.2018
First day in Vancouver. After enjoying a very interesting breakfast at the Canadian fast food chain 'Tim Hortons', our tense situation with the hotel rooms was resolved and we were given another double room 'just like that'.
Afterwards, we went shopping extensively in the supermarket - and then we headed to the city. Since it was rainy, we decided to go to a science museum for the sake of the children. After about 3 minutes and $100 admission fee, it turned out to be a children's hell with quite dumb 'scientific' attractions. After a polite request, we got our money back and instead went for a walk in the sunny harbor, where we noticed how beautiful Vancouver is. Although there are skyscrapers and a skyline, everything seems clean and beautiful. Less hectic and loud than in New York, not as artificial as in Quebec. It's simply the West Coast and it breathes Pacific freshness.
We enjoyed the return trip on a tiny ferry connection. More than ten people did not fit in the little boat, and we sailed across False Creek for 30 minutes. It was great to see the skyline glistening in the sun, while watching all the boats and passing by parks.
However, the Canadians seem to be very precise and unfortunately also strict. We arrived at the car just 5 minutes late, but our ticket was already stuck to the windshield. $48 for parking too long. But we quickly recovered from the shock and drove to Stanley Park.
Incredibly scenic, culturally interesting, with a whole bunch of Indian totem poles standing there.
From there, you can also see all the seaplanes taking off and landing. So here's another little quiz from me: If you can tell me what kind of plane is seen in the airplane photo, which is just landing, I will invite you for a beer or coffee as always. Simply write your answer with your real name in the comments section. The first one who writes correctly will win the prize!
On the way back to the hotel, we couldn't agree on whether we should go out to eat. Then we came across a Greek Orthodox community festival, which had set up a multitude of tents and beer tables on the roadside. We quickly decided to go in there and eat gyros and souvlaki. It was great. And incredibly professional. Then you could pay for his gyros, souvlaki, and root beer with a credit card.
We got into conversation with some Greek-Canadian people and once again talked and reflected on the concept of home. It is fascinating when an almost 70-year-old woman raves about Greece, which she left in her fourth year of life. She herself then realized that this love for her homeland cannot actually be true, since her true home is Canada.
Without any philosophical thoughts, we lay at the end of the day in our now big beds and paid the penalty for parking too long online. Nevertheless, it was a super beautiful day!