I ♥ Vancouver

Being a born and raised Vancouverite, I’d like to share my top 10 favourite things about my fair city:

1) The coffee – you really can get really good coffee on every corner in the city – Delaney’s, Artigiano’s, Bean Around the World, Mink – yum! I don’t even drink coffee, but I love all that free Wi-Fi!
2) The sunshine – people showing some shin on sunny days, even when, like today, it’s below zero outside. I know we Canucks are hardy folks, but when you grow up in a rain-forest, you take every chance for natural Vitamin D you can get.
3) The rain – don’t knock the rain, it keeps the grass greener and your lungs cleaner.
4) The hard bodies – people are really into fitness here – disc-golfers, gym buffs, boot campers, rock climbers, yogis, Grouse Grinders, long boarders, roller hockey enthusiasts – you can’t help but bump into a tight body wherever you go! Hello Vancouver’s sons, Ryan Reynolds, Joshua Jackson and Mayor Gregor Robertson!
5) The beaches – from Spanish Banks to Dundarave, Whytecliff to Wreck Beach – they’re where its at.
6) The celebration of diversity – people from all four corners of the earth have settled in this relatively new city, bringing with them their traditions and cultures. This means your mouth (and mind) can travel to another land as easily as crossing a street or two!
7) The food – Coast, Miku, Chambar, Rodney’s Oyster Bar, Japadog and my beloved Vij’s. Best.Foodie.City.Anywhere.
8) The world-class airport – if you do have to leave paradise for awhile, with the sparkly clean Canada Line and direct flights to everywhere from Auckland to Zurich, once you’re through security, you can get your shoes shined, have a massage and quaff a killer bottle of BC wine instead of listening to the drone of pre-boarding announcements. And you’ll only appreciate Vangroovy more once you get back.
9) The community – Thriving business community that raises millions of dollars annually for charitable causes says alot about the really smart and generous people that call this place home.
10) The mountains – being able to ski and golf (or sail) on the same day (not that I’ve done that yet, but its on my bucket list). And our little local mountains (Cypress, Grouse & Seymour) tower over that bump called Blue Mountain. AND then there’s Whistler/Blackcomb! Boo-yA!

Now I’m not sure if I did Vancouver proud with this post as I haven’t even mentioned my favourite shops (Wear Else, Moule), people-watching parks (Kits Beach) or all those cute crazy puppies out there! But I’ve lived in Toronto, Calgary, Chicago, and Winnipeg in my adult life and nothing, absolutely nothing compares to living in Vancouver, especially on a day like today!

Love Lucie

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It’s over

And so, it’s over.

I’m talking about the deep freeze, not the marriage, thankfully. It’s over like an active volcano that simmers and burbles, building pressure over time until one day, when you can’t say you didn’t expect it, hot lava and ash is everywhere.

Luckily, we were out for dinner at the time of the eruption. We were all glammed up for his birthday dinner at his favorite restaurant, Vij’s, where their “no reservations” policy forces Bill Clinton and commoners (actually Danny Glover was there that night) alike to mingle in a dimly lit back room for 2-3 hours waiting for a table for two. Wannabe diners throw back indian mojitos with delicious pakoras hot from the deep fryer until everyone’s revelling and could not care less about a table. The din reverberated through that small room Saturday night, like a healthy Om that seemed to say, “please be patient, we really are that good.” Vij’s was a mosh pit that night, people flocking 3 and 4 deep to the bar, ledges, walls, anywhere a hard surface could give stiletto’d feet some respite. We were shoulder to shoulder with complete strangers, unless you’re my height, which is more like shoulder to belly button, situated dangerously close to a bowl of spiced cassava fries.

We were still our deep freeze, a silent car ride over, attempts at conversation answered perfunctorily, without explanation or any banter back. We in fact, shared more smiles with the bartender, than each other, until I asked simply, “Is there something you’d like to say?” I say we were lucky we were at Vij’s on this night as the din made forced us to have our faces very close together to have this much needed conversation. And in breathing the same air, the spicy snacks stoking our fire, conversing loudly, but slowly and clearly for 2 hours in a sea of strangers kept the tears and theatrics at bay, and behold, the ice slowly melted.

What I’ve now realized is that all the old hurts stay in the volcano. In relationships, we forgive and forget, but the scars remain, so Kate choose your words wisely. Sometimes, there are no take backs, only forgiveness, but it still gets filed in the volcano. And while your volcano can stay happily dormant for ages, sometimes all it takes is a tiny irritant to bring you back to rehashing old feelings of love, appreciation, insecurity, self esteem, and you’re both wondering, “What the fuck are we doing all this for?” And at a time of our lives where relationships are breaking down all around us, it’s only natural to look at ourselves, so maybe this conversation needed to happen.

Thank goodness, after 13 years in, we have gotten so much better at navigating our way back from the deep freeze. It takes mere days now instead of weeks, and still, there is so much room for improvement! And I find, like volcanic ash has huge benefits for farmers in the quality of soil, we’re still reaping the benefits in the bedroom! Yippee!

Love Lucie