Love Vancouver, but…

Today I had to drive over to Vancouver for a meeting for work. I caught the 7am ferry and landed on the other side about 8:40 or so. As I drove towards the city I happily drunk in the sight of the foggy outline of the North Shore mountains. Memories of my time living there came flooding back to me. A little while later I was cruising down Marine Drive and thinking to myself, “I love Vancouver!” I always love a chance to go back, even if it’s just for a day. I don’t know what it is, but it’s just a great place to be.

It only took a few more minutes for me to do an about-face. “I hate Vancouver’s traffic!” I thought to myself as I hit yet another red light and lined up in yet another long line of cars. It took me almost an hour and a half to drive from the ferry terminal to Lougheed Highway and Willingdon in Burnaby. Insanity!

I never noticed the gridlock as much when I lived there. I suppose I had just gotten used to that level of “normal” traffic. But living on the island this past little while again has made me soft. “You mean I can’t drive there in 20 minutes?” It’s rare that I do any sort of commute longer than that anymore.

For a girl who grew up in a village and had to drive an hour in just about any direction to get to the mall, I’ve come a funny, long way. Is it our society of instant gratification that’s got its hold on me? If I can’t get there now, then it’s not worth the hassle? After a long day of driving and ferrying, I’m not up for the self-analysis. All I know is, I still love Vancouver – for every other reason except for its traffic!

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