In Vancouver
October 31st, 2009 by
bleungberg
Olympic funding rows, a growing national debt, plus panic over swine flu deaths and H1N1 jabs.
Greetings from Vancouver, Canada, though at times, it’s no different to being in London. The Winter Olympics are just over 100 days away here and up at Whistler, and a few days ago, Bleungberg visited the CA$173m white elephant that is the Richmond Olympic Oval where the speed skating will take place next February. Whilst it certainly looked impressive, we couldn’t help but question the wisdom of spending that much money for a single event. Our voluntary guide (very enthusiastic, naturally) added that the entire building will become some sort of focal point for the local community after the games which, in our opinion, is ‘rather naive’ because the local population is predominantly Chinese, and Chinese people don’t ‘do community’. Bleungberg then realised that we are doing exactly the same in London, and if Vancouver is anything to go by, then those of us living in London will have to endure even more hassle and broken promises from 2011 including numerous road closures, diversions, traffic jams, tax hikes, fare rises, expensive tickets (always the first broken promise) as well as new transport links, random pedestrianised zones, gazillions of Olympic merchandise, sob stories, protests, silly torch relays and 300% hotel price increases.
Vancouver won the rights to host the games six years ago, and ever since Bleungberg’s first visit here back in October 2003, I’ve followed the Olympic developments with interest. One of the first initiatives back then was what to do with the Eastside of Vancouver, which includes the area between Chinatown and Gastown: THE worst area in the whole of metro Vancouver and a haven for druggies, hookers, homeless people and those who have been neglected by the city (the handicapped, orphans, mentally disabled etc). The provincial government was criticised right from the outset for the way they intended to turf out these ‘eyesores’ before the winter games in case Olympic visitors ’saw the ugly side of the city’. Well, six years on, we popped round to the area yesterday and these people are still there - dealing, soliciting, loitering, and smoking (very strong) cannabis in broad daylight. Why? Lack of funding and a collective will to relocate them. When Vancouver was awarded the Winter Olympics, the economy was doing well, and the government could raise money through land sales at the height of the boom. Unfortunately, British Columbia is even more incompetent than the British government when it comes to budgeting, and with the recession, they’ve no money left to deal with these ‘eyesores’. Opportunity missed.
We guess it’s the equivalent of the London organising committee saying they want to give the East End a good clean-up as it might look bad to worldwide viewers watching the marathon during the Olympics, and then say they have no money for it. Or any other hollow promises they might have. We have no doubt that any new transport links will be opened in time and will work supremely well before 2012 - anything is better than now. Vancouver’s new metro line opened early back in August and although it broke down last week, it’s brilliant for those of us staying in the southern suburbs though Vancouverites still criticise the transport brains for its routing - accusing them of favouring the south of the city over the more populated southeastern suburbs. In addition, metro and bus fares are going up - tomorrow….again.
Dammit, we’ve slipped into the Vancouverite psyche of only talking about the Olympics when no one outside of the city actually cares (likewise outside of London), and have left no time to tell you how beautiful British Columbia is. Or how it’s got the world’s best Chinese food, as well as lots of rain, seriously aloof people with some of the most obtuse and abrupt attitudes in the western world. we’ll leave all of that till the next time I’m here. With an ever-expanding family here, Vancouver is somewhere we’ll have to come back to over and over again, and may even have to move here eventually. Unfortunately though, Bleungberg are becoming less fond of the place. Retirement? - yes. Otherwise - no, thanks.
Goodbye for now.
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