My First Impression of Vancouver

Its raining. Its cold. I love it. Its been nearly 4 month since I first come here. However, the day, April 30 is still so clear in my mind.

Its was haft past eleven on the clock, and I just walked out of Vancouver International Airport. Late at night, unable to contact my driver and worried, I thought I was hopeless. But, the kind and helpful people of Vancouver helped me. They showed me the way to use public cellphone (no, not in a red box, its Canada, not Britain), then helped me getting the information I need about the transit system,… and many thing more.

After about thirty minutes, I finally found my driver, and I was driven home. The city was like the Milky Way on the ground. I stared outside of the window the whole time.

I just told myself, “I’m in love with this city.”