Just down the street from where I live is the historic Sylvia Hotel. Built in 1912 and draped in colourful, insidious vine, its about as much a landmark as anything in my home of Vancouver could be. I’ve never stayed there but it comes recommended by those I know who have and its right next to English Bay and the beach.
I have come to appreciate the handy location of this icon. Inside its cozy bar and restaurant I have celebrated with friends and family, done the ‘woe is me’ after a breakup, shared deep, longing looks and good wine with a love on Valentines, and had several first dates. All that 2 blocks from home. Thanks Sylvia!
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I hope the Sylvia Hotel knows about this fabulous post!