VAN CITY ILY
~A DIARY
WRITTEN BY: KARTIKAY VAID
"God damn God snapped when he made the West Coast" I exclaimed to my self as the fellas and I cruised through Highway 99. We all know the West Coast is wavy af. We hold these truths to be self evident but Vancouver certainly captured a cozy spot in my heart.
The familiarity of Canadian energy with the majesty of the Pacific North West. All that outdoor activity gave new meaning to my tech fleece. A Brampton man was thriving. The inner hiker in me sprang forth and conquered unimaginable peaks.
The chemistry between the crisp mountain air and salty ocean breeze feels like pure love in your lungs.
Towering spruces, ever greens and the cloud puncturing peaks humble your ego as you lose your self in the grandeur of these ancestors.
The chemistry between the crisp mountain air and salty ocean breeze feels like pure love in your lungs.
Towering spruces, ever greens and the cloud puncturing peaks humble your ego as you lose your self in the grandeur of these ancestors.
If one thing's fasho and two for certain, you can't take in the West Coast without a whip. Man dem and I coursed through the lower mainland with our raging bachelorhood's, blunt after blunt, stunt after stunt. The laid back silver surfer vibes are undeniable but so is the elephant in the room lurking in the underbelly of the city.
Our hotel the first night was on East Hastings Street, right at the cusp of where shit is mad real. Open air drug markets and crackheads galore. Each night East Hastings is a narcotic nightmare. The very first night we went to grab food (s/os to Gringo Taco for the mid tacos) we saw a dude taking a dump in an alley and another OD'ing.
As my virgin eyes dilated with the gravity of the situation, I felt helpless. Here I am on vacation celebrating life in what is consistently ranked as the best city in the world to live in for quality of life. Yet a couple blocks down is Hamsterdam. Street struck souls camped out in a fenty slumber.
The contrast of the homeless phenomenon in the city against the spoils of the high life kept the homies and I thankful. From Vancouver Island to Stawamus Chief Mountain, we held a reverence towards the blessings of life and radiated it back to the land.
Mohna can testify to much the same on her trip earlier this May with her homegirls. We had the opportunity to step out of our centre of the solar system GTA bubble and experience the geographic and cultural diversity of Canada.
Along the way we did our thing as per usual and captured some beautiful shots to share with you. We hope you enjoy these snaps just as much as we did being there behind the lens.
With love,
Karty & Mohna
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