Iâ€™m currently on vacation in Europe and this month also marks my seventh year in Vancouver. To celebrate, Iâ€™m highlighting a few things Iâ€™d miss about Vancouver if I moved away:
I love the West End. I have t-shirts that prove this.
I live in the West End, a neighbourhood bordering Stanley Park.
Iâ€™ve called the West End home for the past seven years, much longer than Iâ€™ve called many places home.
I came to live in the West End by coincidence. Chris had said â€œwhere you guys want to live is Kits, itâ€™s young, vibrant and hipâ€.
Iâ€™d always wanted to live downtown in the city, as a matter of fact itâ€™s part of the reason why I moved to Vancouver.
We were walking from Stanley Park when we discovered this residential neighbourhood right in the middle of the city with an assortment of old homes, high-rises, parks and trees. I felll in love with the trees. Coming from living in the suburbs, I was fascinated by the variedness of the buildings, no single building was alike. I knew I was going to like living there I just didnâ€™tâ€™ know how much I was going to love living there.
I love the West End for its walkability, everything I need is within a walking distance â€“ I hardly ever need to drive or take public transportation, I walk everywhere.
I love the West End for its diversity; itâ€™s where people come to be themselves. Thereâ€™s diversity in the people, the landscape and the architecture that makes up our little neighbourhood.
I love the West End for its vibrancy, thereâ€™s always something going on in the West End, residents and tourists keep the neighbourhood bouncing along.
Thereâ€™s almost something mystical that makes every activity charming.
I love the West End for its community. Itâ€™s hard to find community in a big city, but the West End manages to combine urban living for that nice close knit community feeling.
Finally, I love the West End because itâ€™s not perfect â€“ and we know that. Well meaning residents work every day to steer the neighbourhood to near perfectionâ€¦ but seeing that weâ€™re so diverse, perfection is relative.