Surrey is the neighbouring town, and my town has a bad attitude towards it, much like Springfield's attitude to Shelbyville on The Simpsons. Surrey is a strange combination of Hicksville (where all the farms are, where they make moonshine and where Smallville is filmed), Indian market place (because of the large amount of East Indians who barely speak English), and ghetto (Asian gangs and people who think they are black). In Langley, any slut is called a "Surrey Girl" and everyone knows to stay away from Whalley (a subdivisionish area), because that's where most of the real Surrey girls and their thug boyfriends congregate.
So, my mom wasn't worried about me going into a less-than-desirable area of Vancouver, but she was horrified by the idea of me alone in Surrey.
When Brigette, Ayrton and I were on Main Street in Vancouver, I pointed out the infamous "Chinese Porn Theatre." Actually, it's only infamous to me and Rachelle. A few years ago, she used to go to the Goh Ballet Academy, and about two buildings down from it was a scuzzy little Chinese porn theatre. Rachelle and I used to make fun of it all the time, and we had a running joke that one day we were probably going to see one of her ballet teachers come out of the theatre. We never actually thought that it would happen, so I was surprised when we saw a little wiry Chinese man scuttle out the door, and Rachelle called out "Hi, Mr. Wong!"