My first day in Vancouver I make a big mistake. Walking to China town via Hastings street. Unknowingly I stroll down the street that on the map will lead straight into China town. It takes only two minutes and a hundred meters before I get really uncomfortable. My discomfort is instantly confirmed by a guy approaching me saying: “Hey, you need a bodyguard miss?” with a mean smirk on his face.

Then I see it. The street is crammed with drug dealers, prostitutes, homeless, mentals, you name it. Everyone the city didn’t wanna deal with they spit out on Hastings. Everyone else is just never ever walking this street. It just continunes all the way with unpleasant comments and I grab my bag harder until I finally reach China town. I breathe a sigh of relief.

I comfort myself with a hot BBQ pork bun from the bakery as a I look for a place to have lunch. It’s 21 C, the sky is as blue as ever and I decide to let go of the ugly experience and add it to my list of things you have to find out the hard way. Then I treat myself to a bubble tea, a long walk to Stanley park and a saucer peach, my new favorite fruit.

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