Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: buskers, downtown, harbour, summer, tourists
Downtown comes alive in summer. The sidewalk artist replicates famous paintings in chalk with his upturned hat on the pavement beside him. The piano busker lugs his big pink upright into the downtown core and picks out slightly off-key tunes. The panhandlers return to their old haunts and particular tactics. A crowd of onlookers gathers around the fire-juggler more frequently. The ivy on the stately old hotel in the harbour leafs out and turns the building green. A regatta of sailboats assembles at the point south of the city. The tourists come in droves and choke the harbour and nearby tourist-centric street. The open-air tour buses crawl the city with increasing frequency. The regular city buses crawl with less. The big downtown park with its petting zoo bursts into full bloom.
My favourite thing to do during this time is to join the masses downtown and stroll along the harbour, or along the street of antique dealers. Sit at the window of a coffee shop and people-watch. Meander through book shops, wander around Chinatown. Forget about classes.
