Still stranded internet-less, but I took some plane pictures, and wanted to give you a tour of the Calgary-Vancouver journey (all photos clickable for bigger).
Canada is big. Like, BIG big. So you can see a lot of different terrain, and weather, within a just an hour’s flight.
Hella flat, no green to be seen. The temperature was about 0C, so fairly warm for the time of year.
They are quite possibly the opposite of flat. And a bit green, under the white. Somehow when I’m looking at the mountains from above like this, I can’t believe they’re real.
Then, we get to the destination, the wonderful warm, green place I’ve been waiting for, that will welcome me back with that fresh ocean smell:
I suppose I did get standard Vancouver weather. It wasn’t really raining, that was just mist. And I could smell the ocean, which was wonderful. But it was all very grey. That’s just what Vancouver is though, I suppose.
At least until the sun sets, and you get this:
I love Canada.
And if you’re reading this, love, I love you and miss you like mad, and can’t wait to come home to the flat, flat brownness of Alberta so I can cuddle you and not let go for ages.
