Bye-bye Biltmore

Growing up in East Vancouver the neon lights of the Biltmore are just as much of my growing up as the smorgasbord place and those two Dragon restaurants (remember it had a massive neon dragon out front??). Or the Lunatic Fringe. I never went into those places but I always stared at them in wonder.

The Biltmore has slipped into the realm of those other marking establishments: the Biltmore has disappeared.

Not physically, mind you, but now it's a HoJo. *Tears*

The Biltmore always looked so regal for the neighbourhood it was in. Most probably because of it's height and the never burnt-out lights that proclaimed to the city from almost any vantage point that it was The Biltmore and though it might not be lord of a bountiful land it was still lord. It had karaoke, you know.

All the motels along Kingsway have all given me the creeps, especially the 2400 Motel, because who stays on Kingsway when visiting Vancouver... there's gotta be something fishy going on. But let's not think about that. Instead let's bid farewell to another nostalgic landmark.