The photo of the week is a picture I have taken on a rooftop in Vancouver in the summer of 2016. A friend of mine by the name of Jasmine found a neat building and secretly climbed to the top. She contacted me exclaiming that I must see the breath taking view. I protested at first, as it was an apartment building and it would be considered trespassing if we entered. I am a stickler to the rules so I wasn’t too happy about breaking them. Jasmine finally convinced me to go as we planned to celebrate the end of the summer semester with an adventure day. First we met up at the King George sky train station and began the route. We made our way down town and eventually reached the building. Entry into the vicinity required an electronic key card. We hung around the building, standing close but not too close. As we waited we planned our fake story to not appear suspicious. Soon enough a young blonde woman approached the building, we sprang our plan into action.
“So when is your mom coming back home Marah?” asked Jasmine speaking at an octave higher than usual.
“Oh not till 5pm. Lets wait for her inside.” I fibbed.
The woman scanned her card and we followed close behind her. She was kind enough to give us a smile and let us in without a word. We followed her to the elevator and waited with an elderly couple. After a minute of awkward silence the elevator arrived and we hurriedly boarded. In order to access the elevator the woman tapped her key card on the scanner before clicking the number of her floor. The young woman got off around the 20th floor but luckily the elderly couple remained.
“What floor are you getting off at?” asked the old man with a slight smile.
“oh she forgot her key card and her mom is not home, so we’re just going to take the stairway to her place” Jasmine flashed a toothed grin.
The old woman eye’d us suspiciously and I averted my eyes in response. I was so nervous I was sure they could feel me sweating in the elevator. The elderly couple must have been wealthy because they got off on the highest floor. I silently thanked the couple for saving us from climbing 40 flights of stairs. We let the couple exit first and waited till they had disappeared before bolting to the staircase. We went up 4 flights of stairs before reaching the door to the rooftop.
“Watch this” said Jasmine as she reached into her pocket pulling out a credit card. She leaned against the door and slid the card in the crack between the door and the wall. She wriggled the card until it swipped, jamming itself in between the lock. She pushed the door with her shoulder and a cold gust of wind blew through.
“We’re in” Jasmine cheered.
I stepped outside as she wedged a piece of concrete in between the door to not get locked outside. There were two floors to the roof top, in order to get to the highest one we have to climb a tall ladder. As I climbed the rusty ladder going higher and higher, anxiousness burned inside of me. I had never illegally entered a building nor had I gone up so high before. As we reached our final destination, I was thankful that I had made the decision to explore. The view was phenomenal. It would have been difficult to leave without snapping a photo of the dazzling city. As we took pictures Jasmine began to hear footsteps. Being solely focused on the fascinating metropolis, I paid no attention to the danger. Jasmine suddenly yanked my shirt from the back making me topple into the concrete before shoving my head down.
“What? Why did you do that?” I snapped.
“Security” she whispered nodding her head towards the lower level.
I peeked over the ledge and peered down catching a glimpse of a middle aged balding man slowly making a round across the rooftop. I gasped and quickly ducked down.
“We’re so going to get caught. Security must have been watching the cameras. This is criminal activity. We’re going to get arrested. Good bye college life. Good bye job opportunities. Good bye future.” I panicked.
“Shut up” Jasmine grunted.
We silently waited until the sound of the footsteps disappeared. We snapped another quick photo and made our way down. The concrete slab that was used to keep the door open remained untouched. This perplexed me, I wondered where the security guard had gone. We hurriedly exited the building before the lurking security guard returned.
Through this exhilarating adventure I was able to capture this photo. I believe this photograph represents Vancouver well. A clear blue sky specked with fluffy white clouds in contrast to the urban infrastructure.