Snowbound

Well, it's winter in Vancouver today!

We have snow, lots of it, and Vancouver grinds to a halt. I didn't poke my nose out yesterday when the snow started, but it sure looked very pretty. This morning I braved the weather, put on - what I call - my proper winter clothes and got out. First warning sign came when there was about 20 people on my bus stop that usually has just few. So I looked back on the road, and there were no number 6 busses at the stop - usually there are few, but there was a 23 though (both have their final stops on Davie). But by the time 23 left, it didn't even stop at our stop (which is the first one on it's route!), it was already full.

So I thought I'd walk to 6's stop and see if buses would be running at all - and by the time I walked there, one pulled in. Great, I though and jumped in and got myself a seat. The bus stayed there for another ten minutes and slowly filled up, and by the time it left it was pretty much full. So that bus too stopped at only few of the first stops on it's route... looks like if you don't live in West End there's no way you'll get into the number 6 bus this morning.

I hopped off at Howe, but by this time I pretty much knew what to expect. Yep, there were bunch of people at the bus stop, all looking worriedly at the road, and there were no busses in sight. At this point I considered going back home, but I'll be damned if a little bit of snow will stop me... So I walked across the Granville Bridge (and of course shortly after few busses went past... well, that's life).

It was funny, I took my camera with me to snap some "ooh look there's snow in Vancouver" photos and I wasn't the only one - I met few people on the bridge and they all looked really somber. Except the ones with cameras, they smiled and nodded at me and me at them, we had a secret smile for like-minded people like us.

The trip to home was much easier - I left at the normal time, but either everyone else had left early, or people had just stayed at home... all busses were half empty which is not typical for 5pm traffic. I even managed to get to yoga, but even there there were fewer people than usual. And breath was really weird in the room, normally this advanced class is smoking hot, but now it was just a little bit puffing. I hardly sweated at all. I walked home with Kiki who's from Winnipeg and we laughed at the winter in Vancouver. It was peaceful and pretty and we talked about yoga.

More photos of my morning in the usual place.

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