Empty Vancouver

December 27, 2015

Sunrise, Christmas morning. I looked outside to see a touch of blue in the dark sky, and the promise of a sunny day ahead. I remembered a story about a photographer who shoots downtown streets at dawn on Christmas morning. He figured that there are fewer cars on the road then than at any other time of the year. So I jumped in my car and headed over the Burrard Street Bridge to confirm that theory. Sure enough, I had just about every street to myself, apart from the occasional cab and a handful of committed joggers and dog walkers. I can park anywhere. Jaywalk as I please. Stand in the middle of intersections with impunity. So this is what it feels like to be the last man on earth.

Burrard Bridge
Georgia Street
Lions Gate Bridge

When the sun finally came up I headed to the overpass on the Stanley Park Causeway to see how the day looked from one of my all-time favourite views in the city. The clouds parted and gave me a glimpse of the North Shore mountains, then closed for the rest of the day.


John Bentley Photographer

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