Unfortunately, I also have to agree with the guy.
I too love Vancouver, it happens to be my favorite of the Canadian cities, but definitely not because of the friendliness of the general population.
At school I have 11 roommates, there are only 3 of us who ever get together and talk or do stuff, the rest just sit in their rooms alone. 5 of them won’t even respond if you say “hello” or ask them a question. They are all Asian, Chinese actually; perhaps it’s a cultural thing like tokugawa says.
Everyone here seems to form their little circles and outside of that would rather just be left alone.
I disagree with the guys point about people walking around the seawall being unfriendly. I find that when you are out and about, hiking, biking, or at the gym people here tend to be quite friendly. It’s when you’re not doing these things that the general public seems to want nothing to do with you.
Try taking your kids to a restaurant downtown, or in kits.
-I’ve had people ask to switch tables because we were seated next to them, regardless of the fact that my kids had not made a sound and are generally extremely well behaved.
-One woman, who spent the entire time we were at the restaurant talking as loudly as humanly possible into her cellphone, got up and walked over to us while my kids were deciding what they wanted to order, and told me “It was not her choice for us to have children and she doesn’t appreciate them disturbing her conversation.” Heaven forbid she missed her friends comment about the guy she saw in her yoga classes.
-In yet another incident I got stuck at the embassy downtown, was late for lunch, and missed my sons nap. Naturally the kids were cranky and I decided to phone a local place and order something that we could pick up and eat in the car so we never disturbed anyone inside the restaurant. Of course city bylaws state I can’t just leave them in their car seats while I run in and grab the food. So I tell them that we are just going in for a moment to pick up their lunch, and that there will be toys, happiness, and mythical creatures will rain from the sky upon our return. So, they happily follow me in, we pay, and then my son drops his toy car and it breaks in half. The absolute end of the world for a hungry exhausted two year old. I toss the toy bits into a bag of food, grab it and the kid, and head out. Of course, some douchebag stands in our way at the door and proclaims that “If I don’t shut that kid up he will give him something to cry about” (Thank You Vancouver proper, for denying every single permit application for a drive through restaurant submitted in the past 10 years)
- My daughter picked one of the flower buds off of a hedge while she was walking home from her friends place. (An entire 7 houses away) The lady phoned the police and they showed up at our door an hour later.
- Want to see friendly Vancouverites, suggest to the patron of the dog park adjacent to the kids playground to leash their dog if they can’t stop it from repeatedly jumping on, and scaring the crap out of, all the kids on the playground.
I could go on and on, but this is getting to be longer than I expected.
I'm just trying to say that I've never had any incidents like this happen to me outside of Vancouver.
I still love it here though, and when I had no kids and was partying all the time, it was the greatest city around. :thumb:
Now… I’m just glad I experienced my childhood elsewhere. That sounds harsher than it should, I mean I’m still here, and would rather be here than anywhere else. I just feel sorry my kids and the attitudes they have to put up with compared to what my childhood experiences were.