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Wanting something different for breakfast, I dragged Laz out to the Chinese restaurant that was near the mall. The food was fairly good, although the plate Laz ordered was bland (for him at least).
He set up a time with his friend Pops to meet downtown so we could get together and do something (anything) although what we were going to do was still not decided yet.
We were late. Very late, and Pops wasn't at the station. Laz left a phone message, and we waited.. and waited.. and waited. He went to make more phone calls, and we continued to wait. During the wait, I watched the flood of people spewing forth from the station, only then did I realize the number (and percentage) of people that were oriental. Mostly Chinese in fact. There were so many of them! It even rivaled the density up in Richmond Hill. I was told later by Pops and Kim that Vancouver was a city of immigrants. Not just from outside of the country, but from outside of the city! Many of the people living there came from other parts of Canada, I guess looking for a less harsh winter, or a more mild summer. Despite the heat while we were there, I could see why..
One guy came up to me during my wait and asked me:
"Can you tell me where the library is?"
"Which one?"
"The Central Library."
"No stinkin idea."
"The Vancouver Library."
"No stinkin idea."
"Okay, thanks."
Yeah yeah, so I'm a bastard.
Eventually, we met up with Pops and went walking around Vancouver for a while. We were looking for a place to eat for over an hour before I told them that we should just go to a Greek restaurant. Okay. Surprisingly, most of the Greek restaurants were jam packed with people, we were lucky enough to find one without people spilling out the front door. It was called Simpatico, which was interesting considering that the Bell networks host name is Sympatico.
During all this hubbub I heard some sort of mention about fireworks, so I asked the waitress what she knew about this fireworks thing. She knew that there were fireworks tonight but didn't know why. Laz told me that it was for the Benson and Hedges Symphony of Fire. Oh really? That was kind of cool. We had to go and check that out.
After dinner, we headed out to the bay where they were setting off the fireworks. It wasn't hard to find, just follow the people. Unfortunately, I really had to go to the washroom, and by the time I found one of the portapotties, the show began. Fortunately, they were located in a prime spot and I got a great view, until I had to go in. The show lasted for half an hour, and it was a very nice show. A good way to end the day.
But, the day wasn't over, and after stopping of at Pops's place for a bit, we headed off to the bus stop. Holy crap where there a lot of kids around. Most of them were of high school age, and they were just milling about. They couldn't all have been from the fireworks show since that had a much broader range of people attending. Oi. Waiting for the bus was a chore as well, since the stop was jam packed with kids, and all of the buses were similarly stuffed to the brim with high schoolers. Took us nearly an hour before we got onto our bus. Oi.
To this day, I still don't know why there were so many kids, nor if it happens a lot down there.
Back at the house, there was no-one home, so I turned on the tube to see.. interestingly enough "Flesh Gordon" being played on Bravo. Uhh.. I'll just leave it at that.
Tuesday, July 11, 2000 at 17:31:02 (UTC)
Simpatico is "likeable" in Italian.
Hwan
Tuesday, May 29, 2001 at 03:23:05 (UTC)
Is that how Bell derived Sympatico?
QYV