Lie Back Under the Stars at the Space Centre

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

Canada's largest aquarium has jellyfish walls, sea otters and a 4D theatre designed specifically to make your date grab your arm.

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

Kitsilano's 1935 Art Deco cinema, lovingly saved from oblivion, now pours drinks and screens everything from indie films to live comedy.

50-year-old floor-to-ceiling used-book chaos on Pender, where you split up, get a little lost, and reunite clutching something weird under ten dollars.

A restored 1938 single-screener on the Drive that literally fought BC's liquor board in 2012 so you could drink craft beer during the film.

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

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.

Canada's first hammam: private steam, a brisk exfoliation, rasul mud and mint tea. Giggling is expected.

Vancouver's first micro-distillery, opened in 2013, is still a happy secret near the Granville bridge on rainy Thursdays through Sundays.

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

Book two side-by-side facialators in Yaletown, emerge suspiciously dewy, then pretend you always look like this.

Coquitlam's beloved Korean jjimjilbang: charcoal saunas, hot tubs, provided pyjamas, and hours of conversation on a heated floor.

An Indigenous-owned Chinatown bookstore voted the city's best, where every spine feels hand-picked and a ten-dollar book beats flowers every time.