Vancouver food tour
Vancouver was an eye opener for me. A popular and assumed affluent city, I walked out of the train station with eagerness and excitement. I heard it was a food lover’s dream and I intended to eat as much maple syrup as I possibly could. However as I walked away from the train station and through the tourist-central area of Gastown, inching closer and closer to our accommodation on Cordova Street, the mood changed within a few hundred metres. The number of flies grew, the smell made my eyes water and the general chatter of locals died down as we came across a very sad sight. The effect of hard drug abuse was clear and I was both shocked and saddened. After letting the shock subside we ventured out to Canada Place, we ticked off a food recommendation - Japadog. Said to be a must by my brother, the thick kransky sausage on a beautifully toasted bun and topped with mayo, teriyaki sauce, onions and seaweed, was the best hot dog I have ever eaten. Crunchy bun, melt-in-yo