Yesterday, Keith and I went into Vancouver to one of our favorite shopping places: Granville Island
Public Market. Under the Granville Street Bridge. It is such an interesting place. Once, an industrial area. It has
warehouses and former factories that have been
remodeled into shops, art galleries, theaters, a church
restaurants and market. There is even the Emily Carr
University of Art and Design.
It makes a fabulous backdrop for photography. Our good friends Len and Carla had their wedding reception down here many years ago.
There are also little old shops that are still as quaint as the day they were built. Some house photographers studios, art and craft suppliers. I know my Grandfather used to shop here for his
matts and paints when he was alive.
The market is always
brimming with every fresh food imaginable. The seafood section is a bit
pongy though!
Fresh fudge made right before your eyes. Congratulations to Keith who resisted buying fudge for the first time in my memory!
Granville Island is on False Creek. Vancouver Yacht Club is right across the water and
the inlet is filled with boats of all kinds moored all along the creek. False Creek is not actually a creek but an inlet of the ocean
extending up from English Bay.
The city of Vancouver began redeveloping this entire area
in 1986, following Expo 86, if i remember correctly. Prior to that, none of these apartment towers were here. Now the entire false creek is lined with beautiful residential buildings. What a wonderful area to live. A
bicycle ride distance to any where downtown, the beach,
Stanley Park and this shopping area! It has a real
sense of community. The Island also has a canoe club,
tennis courts and
children's playgrounds and sprinkler-water parks in the summer.
We enjoyed a lunch of curry, honey mustard chicken. I had Yam and spinach salad with mine, and Keith had red potato salad with his. Sooo yummy. We ate it out on the dock which surrounds the market. There is always a talented musician giving a live performance at any time of day. Buskers are interview, trialed and if accepted, they have scheduled time slots. The are several performers throughout the island at any given time. So the atmosphere of fun and relaxation permeates the entire place.
I know I have posted about outings to this place before, and I probably will again. I never get tired of it.
Thanks for stopping by!
Red brick with white plaster trims and embellishments on the outside. The inside of the train station is a really gorgeous old architecture. The detail in here is so pretty. 
The arches, coved ceiling, and marble floors will have your head on a swivel.
A band of fog hung over the beach, enveloping the view of the ocean and the famous Haystack Rock .
As we got closer, we could make out a dark shadow on fog. At first I wasn't sure if I was just imagining I could see it , by wishful thinking.
The one wet day on this trip. It wasn't actually rainy so much as very misty. There was such dense moisture in the air, that it would bead up on surfaces, leaving everything feeling wet. 
It was so very windy that the flags were flying straight out and the sand was blowing along the beach. Earlier that week there had been a Kite Festival here. I can see why that would be a successful event in these parts with the unrelenting wind. 
The town of Long Beach is a nice little touristy village. With brightly coloured shops filled with touristy souvenirs. This was a kite and wind sock shop. We ate a fabulous lunch of Fish n Chips made with rockfish which was delicious. Washed that down with the most incredible fresh chowder I have ever tasted. 
On the beach and dunes we ended up having to bundle up as the wind got so strong and was blowing sea spray on us.
We saw pelicans huddling on the sand.
Cars were permitted to drive on the beach. Something that I have never seen where I live.
They are thought to be a benign sort of tumor. The cause is not truly known, but is thought to be triggered by something wafting up from the sea on the wind. Perhaps a virus?
Once they get too heavy, the burls sometimes fall off, or if they develop on a limb, it will sometimes cause the branch to drop off.
After a short walk, the trail ended at a gorgeous, misty beach!
A bit of a magic forest, if I do say so!
On Tuesday night we saw Adele in Vancouver at the Orpheum. What an amazing show. Originally scheduled for May 31st, but postponed to now, due to her having lost her voice. During that time, her popularity here has skyrocketed. When I first got the tickets in spring, many people I mentioned Adele to, had not heard of her. By the time we were going to the concert, she had become the talk of the town!
Lyle Robertson, the pianist played beautifully. The whole band was awesome. The only thing I could say surprised me though was that Adele did not introduce the members of the band. Maybe just nerves?
Between songs, her chit chat was so funny, Adele could be a stand up comedian if she ever got tired of singing.
The Orpheum is a gorgeous theater.
An amazing venue. At the rate Adele's success is growing, she will likely be performing in arenas on her next tour.
When she comes back to Vancouver, I'll be first in line for tickets!
There are also little old shops that are still as quaint as the day they were built. Some house photographers studios, art and craft suppliers. I know my Grandfather used to shop here for his matts and paints when he was alive. 
The market is always brimming with every fresh food imaginable. The seafood section is a bit pongy though!
Fresh fudge made right before your eyes. Congratulations to Keith who resisted buying fudge for the first time in my memory!
Granville Island is on False Creek. Vancouver Yacht Club is right across the water and the inlet is filled with boats of all kinds moored all along the creek. False Creek is not actually a creek but an inlet of the ocean extending up from English Bay.
