No wonder | 8th July 2011 | 21:42 PDT

5 minutes into mandatory work, it gets to the point where it's no longer fun, leaving me two options: Continue and risk suicide or stop and explore this amazing city, I've just arrived into.

Finding the door to the outside world, I take a few steps in the glorious sunshine and breathe in the fresh air, as I plunge to my death... Not really.

I actually find the another door that leads me to the ground floor at about a safe sensible speed an elevator would normally operate at. Now, from what I've seen of Vancouver so far, is that is seems like a giant park but I decide to narrow down to just prominent area, I am going to circumnavigate the seawall of the 1000 acre Stanley Park.

I walk to the entrance of Stanley Park and I'm greeted with a Harbour called Coal, which as Coal Harbour (its name) suggests, is a harbour. You know the drill with these things, flat water, big and small white boats, wide walk way to stroll around the perimeter.

To the right, Vancouver skyline looking pretty "samey" with it's consistent height and colours of grey, silver and glass still, a brilliant sight. Sweeping left, the white meringued tops of Canada Place reaching for the sky, this ends the buildings and is where industry begins, as you see huge cargo containers await on standby to enter the docks with seaplanes coming in to land in seemingly tight spaces whilst small boats, whip in, out and around this busy harbour.

Yawn, God I'm freaking bored of you already

In the farthest distance, a green piece of land flows above the horizon with an impressive looking bridge connects it to another piece of green land, as industry reappears in front of it, with massive transporter ships arrive light in the water and leave heavy and deep. Supplying a backdrop for all this, residential homes crawl up, eventually losing ground to giant trees, that race up the steep slopes of the mountains and valleys to the top until they disappear to display a naked peak of brilliant white snow.

Ahead of all this the eastern side of Stanley Park cuts into the panoramic with its 250ft lush green trees, with the Jubilee fountain from Lost Lagoon peeping over the treescape, this all leads back to big and small white boats idly bobbing up and down while I take all this in.

Like those crap jokes, it's better when you're there

I stroll along the 9km route along the edge of Stanley Park at the water's edge as this magnificent scenery unfolds to show off the vast size of the industry of all different types to remind you why this city exists all guarded by Lions Gate Bridge towering over everything. Which leads to English Bay the main entrance to all this activity, with it expanse of mesmerising cloud formations, disappearing over the horizon.

An Anorexic Golden Gate Bridge

Walking along this route, with the cool sea air and sunshine warming your face, as cyclists and rollerbladers whiz by you. You begin to see why Vancouver is always ranked highly in "liveable city" rankings for more than a decade.

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