Even if it rains, as is often the case in Vancouver, the party can continue with gaily coloured Chinese parasols, or parapluies, I guess they'd be. I used one for my regular umbrella for many years when I lived in Vancouver. It developed a few holes but it still did a fine job of keeping me dry and happy as I splashed through the city streets.
A free fortune cookie for those who can spot the shop proprietor in this picture. He was sitting at the front of the store, reading his newspaper, the shop completely open to the cold damp day. It seems that none of the stores in Chinatown are heated...I was chilled to the bone during my entire excursion.
This lady didn't seem to mind the cold, though. I guess her red hot sexy silk dress was enough to keep her warm. Although she looked slightly bizarre, she seemed armless enough.
I was lusting after this little red cupboard, glimpsed through the window of a furniture shop. I didn't dare go in as I know I'd have started to hyperventilate at the sight of all the lovely things I can only dream of owning. Hands up those who feel like they'd like to scrap all their furniture and furnishings and start all over again! Any particular style you'd prefer? I'm pretty much eclectic shabby chic in my decorating tastes, but it's perhaps more of necessity than by choice.
Are your feet getting tired yet? You can rest a spell at this bus stop before we continue on. I'll meet you back here next time for a little tour through a lovely garden hidden right in the middle of Chinatown.
(or should that be Lu Chow?)