Going back to Canada
Canada is a place that I will continue to go back to. And yes, when there is a whole wide world to discover, you may find this hard to understand. But each time I go to Canada, I am surprised. Surprised by the diversity between the provinces, and the experiences they offer me. Surprised how each time I go, I leave inspired. By nature, by cosmopolitan cities, by an unbridled vastness. It might sound strange, but it is the places that make me feel most inconsequential that I find the most alluring. And when I am surrounded by the Rocky Mountains, or camping in a dense forest that echoes with the movements of bears and bird-life, I am struck by a wonderful sense of powerlessness. And when you live in New York, that is an incredible feeling. From west to east; this is a country that will allow you to kayak with whales, ski down mammoth mountains, dine in world-class restaurants, drink craft beer, ride horses across beautifully flat prairies, walk with polar bears and swim with belugas. This is a country that is, ultimately, rather hard to beat. Which is why I will continue to go back. Time and time again.