Ending our magnificent roadtrip through the Pacific Northwest, we stayed five days in Vancouver. It was the place that surprised us most. A whole lot of concrete, milky-green house facades and the grey weather painted a different picture than the shiny one it is always described as. However, as I have a soft spot for authentic, edgy places, we found our way through the city – with Gastown and Revolver Coffee being our hot spots.
The most wonderful part about Vancouver is, though, that everything is so close: endless woods, the mountains, the ocean, little islands and the city. We took a little ferry to Granville Island, famous for its permanent farmer’s market.
And then there was my most favourite place in whole Vancouver: Le Marché St. George. Long before we arrived in Canada, I had discovered this beautiful café on Instagram. I was so happy to find it that I actually spent most of my BC time here. But who can blame me with those delicious crêpes on the lovely plates?
Most remarkable about the city was its lack of unity to me. With Portland before it was easy to sort of sense the atmosphere, the spirit of the city. Vancouver was way more busy, composed of many different pieces: the shiny ones, the grey ones, the natural ones and the industrial ones.
But trust me when I say: No matter where in Vancouver you are you always stumble upon a yummy doughnut spot. I enjoyed a smokey walnut-maple doughnut at Cartems Donuterie, allegedly the best place in Vancouver if you are starving some of the greasy rings. They tasted really special, yet not as good as those tiny bites from Pip’s Original in Portland. And with this being said, I could start the roadtrip all over again …