Summer in the City

This week I vowed to myself that I would start having more fun. Seems pretty bat shit cray to say that out loud, but I often keep myself focused on “achieving” — must improve, must do more, must accomplish. I know that what I truly need is a little less of that. Truth bomb.

Every moment of every day I feel blessed to live in Vancouver. I truly love it here.

Summer is here… it’s time to beach and eat and sun and laugh — and experience a little bit of everything. I’ve scoured the interwebz and found the best of the best in this beautiful city:

Farmers Markets

  • Every Wednesday: Main Street
  • Every Saturday: Trout Lake & West End
  • Every Sunday: Kitsilano

Night Markets

Festivals

Music

Outdoor Movies

Yoga

Let the games begin.

VanLOVER

Vancouver, we love you [the t-shirt project]

I love this city.

Like love it to the moon and back.

I talk about my love for Vancouver all the time {yes I spam the interwebz with the #VanLOVER hashtag}. Every day I am grateful that I have the privilege of living in such a beautiful city.

Last week a Twitter follower sent me a private message asking:

“Are you happy in Vancouver?”

I responded with {in capital letters, please note}:

“The best decision of my life was leaving Calgary. I love this city with all my heart. Never been happier. Even when life is falling apart, I still love it every single day.”

Seems a little emotionally charged — but it’s true.

I love Vancouver.

I love the easy access to both the ocean and the mountains.

I love that I can lay on the beach and do the Grouse Grind in the same day.

I love to get swept up in the sunset while running across the Granville Bridge.

I love that I can train year round and that my local Lululemon has just the right running rain gear.

I love the rain-filled winter and sunshine-filled summer.

I love spending days reading and sipping tea at Cafe Milano.

I love working from the picnic tables at English Bay.

I love big box shopping on Robson Street and boutique shopping in South Granville.

I love  that I can walk everywhere I need to go.

I love Granville Island, the farmers markets and community gardens.

I love brunch at Abigail’s Party, lunch at the Vancouver Art Gallery Cafe and wine nights at Uva.

I love cocktails at Hawksworth, burlesque at the Keefer and late night dancing at the Roxy.

I love tacos at La Taqueria and coconut smoothies from the Juice Truck.

I even love Tsui Hang’s at 5 in the morning.

I love that I can’t think of a single restaurant that I hate.

I love the vast amount of festivals, events and things to do.

I love that Whistler, the Gulf Islands and interior BC is just a quick jaunt away.

I love that people are genuinely excited to visit this spectacular city.

I love the incredible people I’ve met and new friends I’ve made.

I love that Vancouver always leaves me itching for more…

This city oozes with beauty, culture, activity and good vibes.

It’s been 10 months and I’ve barely touched the surface.

There is one thing I know for sure…

Vancouver, I’m proud to call you home.