Oh my goodness, oh my goodness! Oh, my Canada!
Why have my Seattlites been hiding the beauty and brilliance that is Canada?!
Also, why have I not previously taken advantage of the fact that I can slip away into another country, and have all of the fun of being somewhere new with new currency and new stores and new accents, without having to learn a new language?
I've heard more Canadian jokes in my day than most people hear in a lifetime (shocker: it isn't true that all Canadians ride to work on the back of a moose and drink maple syrup by the gallon) but this trip just confirmed what I've always suspected... Canadians are pretty much just a giant country of sweethearts. With a better grasp on what bacon should really be like (God America, why are we putting it in super tiny strips?).
The countryside around Vancouver was so breathtaking, with crystal clear lakes that you wished you could dive into, while the city itself was charming and expansive. Honestly though, I would have been lost without the group of people I went with. They all helped to plan a great itinerary which included a mix of outdoorsy fun and city sightseeing. Classic PNW!
Between stumbling my way across a swinging suspension bridge, dipping my toes into white water rapids, catching some rays next to a gorgeous lake and posing for a selfie in front of a plummeting gorge, I was in love with this area. The fact that a major metropolis is located only minutes away, with great nightlife and tons of restaurants and activities, just adds to the fun.