I had plans for my final day in Vancouver. Being Sunday, I would attend Sung Eucharist at the small Cathedral directly opposite the hotel I stayed at when I first arrived not quite two weeks ago. I would then “do” the SkyTrain, as much as possible, and finally venture to Grouse Mountain for a panoramic view of the city. I anticipated that should make it in plenty of time for the 4pm sail away.
I arrived at the Cathedral with a good twenty minutes to spare. Sung Eucharist had been adapted for the traditional summer festival. The choir and church officials were in “west coast civvies.” I am assured that for most of the year, worship at Christ Church Cathedral is more formal, but still far removed from equivalent worship in the U.K. I enjoyed the service, and did not feel thousands of miles from home. In fact, I joined those who stayed afterwards, for a coffee. A member of the Parish Council, I presume, the equivalent of our Parochial Church Council befriended me; we talked until most people had gone home, and then continued the conversation over lunch at the Hotel Vancouver (formerly a Canadian Pacific hotel). It was a self service buffet, a kind of high-end all-you-can-eat occasion. It was most enjoyable and numerous personnel made us most welcome throughout our meal.It is now 5.55pm. Our ship has left the port and have just passed under the Liongate Bridge. It is a gorgeous afternoon and as ever, the surrounding landscape is clear and attractive.
All is not gone forever. I shall spend some days here at the end of August next year prior to a second and third voyage around Alaska and Japan.
Like St. Magnus in London, I would like to think I could make the occasional visit to Christ Church Cathedral.
(above) Before the service, and the organ.
Leaving Vancouver. (above, and below)
I am quite sad to leave Alaska and the Pacific Northwest, but encouraged by the prospect of returning before the time I no longer want to travel. Lunch reminded me of those marvellous occasions with church members back at home.
With best wishes,
David.
David's Cruise 