Continued from Vancouver Day 2 Part 1.
Got back to the hotel, got dried up a little and chilled out for a bit. It’s tiring walking around in the rain. We had a long and hard discussion about the rest of our time here in Vancouver. Our time here is limited, and we want to make the most of it. By our calculation, we’ve got 3 main meals left to eat, and we must choose our meals carefully to maximize satisfaction to our taste buds. It will be Japanese tonight, Chinese tomorrow lunch, and Indian tomorrow night. Japanese tonight because we already had Chinese earlier today. Chinese tomorrow for lunch because we love Chinese food. Indian tomorrow night because of tradition, since our travel adventures started in India.
Like everything we’ve been eating in Vancouver thus far, all the flavors were a little bland. The food was very good, but not exceptional. Everyone was just missing a slight kick.
After dinner, we decided to look for dessert. We heard that there may be a gelato place with 138 flavors on Denman St, which is right down from our dinner spot. Denman will also later lead us to Davie street, which is the gay district.
We walked down Denman street because we’ve been told that’s where the gelato place is at. Well, we didn’t see anything, so finally pulled out the iphone. It turns out the shop is actually on the other side of town and not on Denman. We were given wrong directions. I guess no gelatos tonight. We’ll just pop into whatever other dessert shops we run into.
The trashcans here are painted pink. But not all lesbians are lipstick! Why are they not painted black for the butch lesbians or the bear gays? Are there a lot of bear Canadians because of the lumberjack stereotype?
I thought Granville street would have a high concentration of bars. That’s not the case. It was kind of tame and kind of lame. Where do people party here in Vancouver?
The first night we were here in Vancouver, while walking on Robson, this tool comes driving up in his Lamborghini, revving his engine. By some coincidence, or he just drives around all the time, we saw him again tonight with the same antics. What a douche bag.
We walked all the way down Davie(the gay district street), and apparently the gays are too concerned with their figures to have dessert shops. We walked all the way back to our hotel only to turn around in search of dessert. Found a crepe place, and this will work.
I really wanted to go out and party tonight. I asked our waitress where people go when they go out here in Vancouver. She seemed like the type who would know these things. She suggested that we hit up Gastown, which is one of the oldest neighborhoods in Vancouver. Sounds like a plan.
We came back to our hotel. I started blogging while OC watched Napoleon Dynamite on TV. Love that movie! She was getting increasingly tired. I knew this would happen. At 11, the movie ends, and it was like pulling teeth in trying to get her to go out. I gave up, so I am on my own. It’s no fun drinking by myself, but I still wanted to explore and see what the scene is like. I decided to just to walk over to Gastown and check it out.
Lines and more lines. There were not many bars/clubs in Gastown. Of the ones that I saw, they all had lines out the door. And almost everyone in line is white. This is a very much segregated city. There are essentially no Asians here despite there being many Asians on the other parts of town. Now that I think about it, where there are a lot of Asians, there are essentially no whites there as well.
More lines. I saw probably less than 10 clubs all in total and every one of them had long lines out the door. Austin has spoiled me. The nightlife scene in downtown Vancouver blows. For a city of this size, this is kind of pathetic.
It was in Gastown that I saw my first visible tattoo in Vancouver. This girl who was sitting on the curb because she was way too trashed to stand had tattoos on her back. In Austin, I’d see tattoos within the first 10 minutes of me being out on the street.
That’s it, I am heading back home. There’s nothing here to see. I guess OC made a good decision not to come out to check out the mediocre scene with me. What do people in Vancouver do on a Saturday night?
After walking around for an hour, I am finally back to the area of my hotel. My feet are tired, as I’ve been walking around for about 3 hours today. I still enjoyed my walk around town tonight. I got to check out Gastown, which seems to be a decent neighborhood with restaurants, shops, and a small handful of bars/clubs with long ass lines.
To be continued at Vancouver Day 3 Part 1.