(Commie Corcoran pictured above...)
We stayed at a hostel up there that was pretty lively. It was situated above a bar that was hoppin' way into the night, so it was hard to get some shut-eye. I had never stayed in a hostel before, but I'm glad that I did for the experience.
We managed to get up pretty early Saturday morning and after getting some great coffee, we took off for the aquarium.
The aquarium was alright -- they had beluga whales which I've never seen before. The look like they are smiling all the time.
We met a sea lion who was agressive with his handler about his lunch. He actually stood up in the water while barking to signal that he was ready for the fish.
(Extreme displeasure!)
Next we took off for the Capilano Suspension Bridge. Awesome! http://www.capbridge.com
The bridge is 230 ft above the Capilano River and is 450 ft long. It sways a bit as you walk across. The view is spectacular. It was pretty foggy up there, but it was still worth it.
Once we made it across, there were a series of smaller conjoined suspension bridges through the trees.
We were now running behind to make it to the art gallery, so we hustled back into town.
As we wound our way through the halls, we got separated. The more I observed Picasso's works, the less I was impressed. When I reached 'The Rape,' I gave up on trying to sympathize with him. He obviously was a talented artist, but I got the feeling that he was trying too hard to make works that went along with what was popular in the times. Plus the whole man-dominating-woman theme pissed me off. So, I went upstairs and saw some really strange stuff. It was almost as bad as the modern art museum that Meg and I went to in San Diego about 2 years ago where we saw sewn-together pillows that made a gigantic turd. I think it might have been entitled something to that nature, too. And there was some picture of a black guy with an actual joke about a nigger in it. We laughed the whole way through it because it was so absurd that people considered it art. I digress. So back to Vancouver...upstairs there was a pile of 1,000,000 Canadian pennies on the floor entitled...you guessed it: '1,000,000 Pennies.' Stunning. Right next to it was a series of 5 canvases that were a violet-black color splotched all over. I overheard one of the curators stating that the artist --same one who'd done the penny crap-- had squished 40,000 grapes on the canvasses. The couple she was telling this to actually oohed! The title? Does it bear repeating? Yeah, '40,000 grapes.' And there was also the obligatory blank wall called 'Snowflake.'
There was actually a few well-thought pieces upstairs that really intrigued me. The best one, called 'Gossip,' was a blank wall with 4 speakers placed behind the wall. The artist had placed an ad in the newspaper asking people to call in with gossip from their daily lives. Then he or she? had actors and actresses read the scripts of the gossip into a recorder, which was then played into the speakers. So in order to hear the gossip, you had to lean into the wall.
We ended the day by doing a little shopping at Sears, which up there is a more upscale department store like Macy's. We also made a pitstop in Bellingham where we ate at Old Country Buffet. That was my bad call.
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