With all the warnings about lack of available parking, we decided to use public transit.
True bus neophytes, we were a little leery about how it would go. Our adventure started when we were unable to find a adult bus day pass anywhere in White Rock. Maybe seeing all the folks lined up at the bus stops wearing their Olympic colors should have warned us. After all, they did say it would be busy.
We drove to the park and ride, and were shocked to find it completely full, thwarted, but still determined, we drove to Ladner, about 20 minutes away, and easily found a spot to park.
Enthusiastically telling everyone we met about how we needed a “Public transit for dummies” book, Lin quickly made friends with most of the lineup. Lin’s like that.
The bus drivers were amazingly patient, telling us where to go, and how to get there, it seems everyone is on their best Olympic behavior.
With the bus crowded to the limit, we began to dread each stop, but each time they managed to squeeze in a few more of us, I guess that’s what the bendy accordion like material between the two long carriages is for. Lin made friends with more people, and they exchanged life stories. Turns out that everyone almost knew each other, Lin’s like that.
We got to ride the new Olympic line, and each time we stopped, they squeezed in a few more. No one seemed to want to leave, but many more got on. There was even a free tram, which was a blast, and we ran into previous customers that knew us, Lin’s like that.
Granville Island public market, was a sun filled crowed delight, of tourists, food, and flowers. Literally thousands of people swarmed the sidewalks, and stores. We took in the sights, the huge crowds, different languages, and all the cameras busy clicking away. The busker’s busy entertaining the generous crowd, the seagulls, and the sunshine.
And if you are anywhere near Vancouver, make sure that you get a chance to visit.