Last Wednesday we made our way over to historic Gastown to check out the Grand Prix. I decided to drive, and, like usual, I had to drive in circles before I found a parking spot (and I missed the turn and got stuck in traffic)… but eventually we made it and it was worth the trouble.
It was neat to see the streets lined with so many people, and I was thankful for a bit of a summer breeze – I’m sure the cyclists were too!
J thought the cyclists were pretty great…
Until she came across this fountain…
I think we could have stayed here all night. Somehow (bribery, I’m sure) we managed to pry her away from the fountain.
If you want to cross the street, you need to be fast. And a little pushy. So yeah, I was stuck on the other side of the street for a while. And them some. Ha.
People were perched in windows everywhere – so many fans and such great energy – cow bell, cow bell, cow bell.
A storefront that caught our eye…actually, a lot of things caught my eye.
Some of the kids (including our own) peeked underneath the fence to see the bikes whiz by – it’s crazy how lighting-quick those bike move.
And here’s the shot that made my night! Wish I was feeling that energetic today. Time for a coffee. Happy Monday!