This is for Lorra because she liked the walk to work.
This is just the last part of my walk home, the walk over this bridge. I've checked on a map and from beginning to end the bridge is about 1.3 Km while my total walk is about 3.2 Km. When the buses aren't on strike it is unusual to see more than one or two people walking across, but lately there are always douzens of people walking across the bridge.
This is the view of the marinas along the south shore of False Creek, which is the body of water the bridge spans. False Creek is so named because one of the early explorers (either Vancouver or Cook, I don't remember which) mistook it for a river mouth. In the early days of Vancouver the city planners wanted to fill it in completely since they saw it as an impediment to the growth of downtown. They did fill a lot in. If you know Vancouver you might be surprised to know that Main Street used to be a bridge about half way along the original inlet. Clark Street is where the head of the inlet was originally. Granville Island is artificial, a land fill, and not "clean fill" either - it's a garbage pile. A few years ago a pocket of methane from the decomposed garbage exploded and ripped one street apart and damaged some of the expensive condos. The people who lived there were all offended that they were living on an old garbage pile. Erm... hello? Granville Island was built in the 19th century for heavy industrial purposes. Basically it's a layer of "clean" dirt over a layer of toxic sludge built up on a pile of garbage. But it's pretty.
This is looking at all the boats coming and going under the Burrard Bridge . The Burrard Bridge is the oldest of the three standing bridges over False Creek. There have been bridges where the Cambie Bridge and Granville Bridge are for over a century but both of them were rebuilt, the Granville bridge in the 1950's and the Cambie Bridge in the 1980's. The Burrard Bridge was built in 1935. The other bridges are fully modern and functional, the Burrard Bridge is art-deco and is much prettier than the others.
|The "Sesame Street" park|
Almost home. Here's my building in the evening light as seen across the "Sesame Street" park. You can see the "100" sculpture in the middle of the trees. It's edge on so from here it just looks like a concrete block.
I'm off the bridge and this is the pedestrian underpass at the south end of the bridge. From my apartment I can see people not using this all the time and running stupidly across the off-ramp. Eventually someone is going to get squished because this thing is not well marked and people just don't know it is there.
The is from the exit of the underpass, looking up at Langman House Antiques. These are my neighbours.
|My building's courtyard|
This is courtyard of my building. I love this building. There are galleries and hair salons, a dress designer, web and graphic design shops, photographers as well as people just living here. I hate living in ordinary apartments. They shoot movies and TV shows here a lot. The evening I shot these pictures (last Thursday) there was an opening in the gallery visible in this shot (behind the asymmetrical steam vent) with live music in the courtyard.
And finally I am home, greeted at the door by my
monkey Siamese cat, Tharsis. Who, incidentally, is sleeping on the monitor right now as I type this.
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