So I was equally delighted to find that Bright Lights in Stanley Park, Vancouver's premier Christmas lights event, is a mere ten minutes stroll. Although it's a bit of a shame as there's a karaoke Christmas trolley that will take you there if you come from further away.
Anyway, the whole thing is a charity event for local firefighters who put up each of the 3 million bulbs. The slightly scary dark forest that you have to walk through to get there makes the twinkling all the more impressive, and there's even a nativity scene! They turn its bulbs off when the rock-music-and-light display next to it starts up, all except baby Jesus who remains spot-lit throughout. Make of that what you will.
I told you everything is close together!
Oooo, sparkly.
Ahhh, twinkly.
This is the winter wizard. Pete burst into floods of tears mere seconds later. I think the experience with Santa may have scarred him against men with beards.
Glow-penguins.
Hannah enjoys the fairy lights.
There were multiple Santas and sleighs, all rather confusing.
Bright baby.
A last few twinkly lights to look at as we walk home.
