Upon my arrival in Vancouver from Johannesburg in 2018, I was captivated by the city’s allure. The majestic North Shore mountains, visible even from a distance, left me in awe. The gentle rain in Pacific Spirit Park accompanied by the sound of my footsteps with my nephew was enchanting. I was charmed by the bus drivers who paused during their morning routes to grab a cup of coffee.
However, as time passed, I realized that my feelings were not truly love for Vancouver. When the city did not meet my expectations, I harbored bitter resentment towards it. Lacking connections and the sought-after “Canadian experience,” I took on an administrative role at a startup that demanded long hours for meager pay, barely enough to cover the exorbitant rent of a basement suite where I constantly bumped my head on the low ceiling.
My dissatisfaction grew as I compared Vancouver’s Skytrain routes to London’s tube, and I struggled with the laid-back West Coast pace of life. I despised the lingering wet dog smell that pervaded public transport and buildings during the incessant rainy months. Most of all, I yearned for a sense of community, having previously thrived in pre-established social circles.
Feeling isolated and bored, I eventually sought solace in London, where the bustling city life provided a temporary escape. Yet, despite the vibrant energy of London, I felt like a visitor. Over time, I realized that my soul had quietly embraced a more serene and contemplative demeanor, influenced by the tranquility of the West Coast.
Reflecting on my experiences, I have come to appreciate Vancouver for its flaws and virtues. While it may have its off days and peculiarities like the wet dog-smelling buses, all I desire now is to cozy up and engage in simple activities like playing Scrabble or going for a hike if the weather permits. As I recently returned to Vancouver amidst a fierce winter storm, I find myself wondering if the city will welcome me back with open arms.
Vancouver, with its distinct character and quirks, may not be flawless, but I am willing to embrace its imperfections and forge a renewed connection.