Vancouver has a Wall street just like NYC -- well maybe not just like New York. It runs at a slightly slower pace I suppose. Joseph and I went for a walk down Wall street last week to enjoy some coffee and sunshine. Running along the railroad tracks and the waterfront of the Eastside, Wall St. is secluded and quiet with gorgeous views of the Burrard Inlet and the mountains. It kind of reminds me of walking through little lake-front towns; half of the houses are little rundown shacks, half are out of place modern mansions. The roads and sidewalks are unfinished and no one seems to worry much about traffic driving by because everything tends to move a little more slowly.
Then there is the industrial train tracks and the charm that comes with dirty, neglected ramps and passages. Two very different feelings in the neighbourhood, but it all works together somehow.