I have been back for a week now.
On day 2, a jet-lagged blogger has his first cigarette at around 6 am only to see across the courtyard of the hotel a slightly out-of-shape man in his 60s having a cigarette in front of the door of his hotel room. The man is wearing nothing except his underwear.
On day 4 or 5, Vancouver actually issues an air-quality warning, telling people to avoid exercise and stay in air-conditioned spaces. Reason? High levels of ozone at ground level, which is a result of large volumes of car exhaust and heat.
On day 6 it is impossible to see the North Shore mountains from East Vancouver. Reason? Forest fires. Again people are told to stay in air-conditioned spaces.
On day 7 my car gets broken into. No, there is nothing in it, but that didn't deter the culprits.
Third most liveable city on this planet? Time to burn The Economist.