Here is the paradox about Granville Island:
When I am driving on Granville Island, the pedestrians turn into idiots. They walk down the middle of roadways oblivious to the fact that IT’S A ROADWAY FOR GOD’S SAKE! They cross from one side of the road to the other regardless of whether there’s an ACTUAL crosswalk and NEVER look to see if there’s a car coming, sometimes even thrusting baby strollers into harm’s way while they sip on the ubiquitous paper cup filled with whatever triple qualified coffee-drink they’ve concocted.
When I am walking on Granville Island, the drivers turn into idiots. They NEVER stop at crosswalks. They back out of their parking stalls WITHOUT looking in their rearview mirror. They negotiate unmarked intersections while yapping on their cellphones seemingly OBLIVIOUS to everything around them.
Is it conceivable that I too am an idiot?
Could I possibly be a contrarian?
I am simply in the very small minority of non-idiots that go to Granville Island.
And thus, all is right with my world.