Just a hop, skip and jump from where we live is Granville Island, not technically an island because it is connected to the mainland, but called Granville Island nonetheless. Ferries run to and from here and downtown Vancouver, buses go all the time, but we chose to walk over the bridge to get there. Click here to see where it is in relation to downtown Vancouver.
Granville Island is most famous for its market and unlike the Chinatown night markets I went to, I did get what I expected here, and more.
We started off going via a little blue shack and buying some fish and chips (Kiwi girl, I can’t resist). A tad overpriced in my fish and chip eating experience, but then again, most things in Vancouver are a tad overpriced. That’s the price you pay for living in one of the world’s most beautiful cities – it’s also one of the world’s most expensive cities (click on it if you don’t believe me).
We then made our way into the markets themselves. These are a more permanent establishment compared to the tent affair of Chinatown and are a huge tourist magnet. There is a separate market for kids (perfect for picking out gifts for nephews), restaurants, local art and craft, art galleries, art supply shop, jewellery, flowers, food to suit all tastes, spices, fish, fruit, desserts, cakes, meat, cheeses, proper Italian pastas, cooking oils, chocolates…. I think food dominates at this place, and M was in proper food heaven (I will not be taking him here with an empty stomach and a full wallet because he’ll end up with a full stomach and an empty wallet). We had a very enjoyable few hours walking around here, and even indulged in some over priced ice cream that topped Ben and Jerry’s (my fav!). We were entertained by buskers (well, I’m not certain they were busking, but playing instruments and singing with a mic). I’ll let the photos tell the rest of the story…