Canada Part 2

So now on to part 2. In this episode find out if Canada has more asian restaurants the Bellingham. Hint, the answer is yes. And asian restaurants they do have... in spades. Seriously, you could eat a one a day for a year and never eat at the same one twice. Hell you could probably do it for two years and never eat at the same one twice. Granted the first place we ate this day was an indian restaurant, a type of restaurant many wouldn't consider an asian restaurant. But you know what? It's doesn't fit to any landmass but Asia so you can shove it. For our Indian "Sunch" Steve, who happens to be vegan, ordered a whole mess of food that included Crepes, Bananas, various kinds of sauces, and other munchies that escape my mind right now. Danny, my other travel companion, ate essentially the same thing. I on the other hand had a delicious mix of Lamb Curry, Coleslaw, Rice, and a type of fruit sauce. All dishes were amazing and a far cry from the deli food that you find at other indian restaurants.

For the sake of continuing on the food topic. I will skip to what we had for dinner, that being mongolian bbq. For those that have never been to a place like this before, think of a buffet where you load a bunch of meat, vegetables, and sauce into a bowl, then giving it to a cook who proceeds to cook it for you and deliver it to your table. Maybe its because I essentially eat this type of food everynight, but for me at least it seemed like the least exciting meal on the trip. However, this is mainly because I like ordering meals that I never eat when I go to restaurants. Hence my love of PHO, because for being such a simple dish I know I would just fuck it up if I ever tried to make it myself.

Interesting food is one reason why I loved going to Chinatown, home of fish drying out in the sun and the worlds thinnist building. Need medicine? Well hope into the nearest pharmacy and order some hairy deer antlers. Hungry? Pick up a lizard on a stick. This was probably my one regret of the trip. While it would have been a crazy story to say that I roasted a lizard I got at a food stand, I was a little fearful of customs stealing it on my trip across the border. Still, if you are a seafood fan and want some fresh catch, come to Chinatown. Chances are the fish will probably still be flopping around in the tray.

After Chinatown, we took a bus/skytrain down to the beach. That's right, they actually have beaches and warm weather in the land of ice and snow. A nice one at that. One which people actually want to go to. It was here where you could see just about any type of person you wish. Including one old woman who we met. I honestly have no clue how it happened, but one minute we were walking along, the next being engaged in conversation by this woman. After chatting her up a bit we took a picture of her and she went on her way. After this, we proceded to walk along the beach, through Stanley Park, back into downtown, finally going back down to the beach area. It was here where I had a bit of an inspiration of why Vancouver is sometimes thought of as being a bit more "renowned" then a city like Seattle. It is because Vancouver to me seems to not only have more meeting places, but ways of actually getting to these places. It also seems to be a much more diverse town as well, though I will let wikipedia prove those facts. All in all, we probably walked around 8 miles that day, being as we walked to Stanley Park and back, taking the bus a minimal number of times. I have a number of pictures that I took that day that I have posted to Facebook if anyone would like to look at them.

Oh, before I forget. That night I probably had my most canadian experience of the trip. After we had got back, Steve invited us to watch the hockey game downstairs at his friends apartment. What did this experience consist of? Why watching hockey and drinking beer of course. The only thing that would have added to it was if they were all eating donuts, but I guess you can't be picky.