Vancouver is like that girl that lived next door to me and I've watched her grow up over the years, turning from gregarious and down to earth to superficial and as a matter of fact. Cool as money can buy when she was never like that before, I used to drive up the mountain with her, smoke a joint and go for a walk in the woods. Now she pretends she doesn't know me when I pass her on the street.
Nope, I barely recognize her anymore. Her glass condos, worldly retail boutiques and fine dining establishments have replaced luvafair, the house of clogs and the funky armadillo.
I feel the evolution of the Sugar Refinery is a perfect example of how Vancouver has changed. When I first went to the Sugar Refinery it was an afterhours/cafe that was only accessible from the alley. They served coffee from a household drip-coffee maker. Then they became a legitimate business, expanded their hours and moved the entrance to the front of Granville Street. They have recently re-opened as a cosmopolitan eating environment.
Half the places I used to hang out in this city of mine are now gone. Buildings are going up at record speed which means they are being demolished just as quickly. We've been hearing for years that we were going to be a "world=class city" and now that we are turning into one I can't help long for those days when we were just a great place to live.
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