Lose an Hour in MacLeod's Books

Feet dangling over a 20 metre dome screen at Canada Place, you sweep from the Rockies to the aurora with wind, mist and pine scent timed to the turns.

Vancouver's film-nerd church since 1972: 153 seats, restored classics, international arthouse, and absolutely zero franchise sequels.

Canada's most comprehensive metaphysical bookshop, incense-scented since 1970, with crystals, singing bowls, and cozy nooks that make rainy afternoons feel intentional.

The geodesic dome on False Creek: two floors of touch-everything exhibits, an OMNIMAX theatre, and a live demo where something gets set on fire on purpose.

Watch your gin being made through a glass wall, then drink it in a guided flight while rain hammers the warehouse roof.

The film festival's gift to the other 51 weeks: a plush 170-seat cinema for indie releases you'll argue about all the way home.

The H.R. MacMillan Space Centre in Vanier Park swaps Vancouver's grey ceiling for a projected galaxy, reclined seats included.

A tiny downtown shop dealing in used, rare, and slightly bizarre books, with a hand-carved sign and staff who actually read.

Burnaby's highest rated spa by a distance, 4.9 across roughly 850 reviews, five minutes on foot from Metrotown station.

A 4.9 rated Thai spa on Quayside Drive, ten steps from the Fraser and open until eight, seven days.

Ayurveda-inspired couples' treatments inside the Sutton Place Hotel, for the afternoon you both need to stop talking and just breathe.

Steveston's quietly famous little spa, voted best in Richmond seventeen years running, doing organic facials and Thai aromatherapy massage a block off the boardwalk.

Rain-day grazing at Granville Island: warm cinnamon buns, stinky cheese, mini donuts, and a window seat watching False Creek get rained on.

Mineral pools, eucalyptus steam and cedar sauna on the Fairmont Pacific Rim's fifth floor, while rain does its worst outside.