This is the meaty part…

…the part where I talk about the importance of this trip I took with Shawn to Vancouver.

5. Travel across Canada (been right, now go left)

My history of vacations is that they have either been me tagging along with my parents — the last one being in 1999 as a “Well, I’m going to die soon…” trip planned by my dad — or have been the kind where I’m broke and staying with relatives or friends or am pregnant or have kids.

This was my first ever adult vacation, where I went and did what I wanted to do and that is a Big Deal to me. I mean, it wasn’t just what I wanted to do, Shawn was traveling with me so he had equal input, but that’s a less thrilling way of telling the same story.

I know that I can get into a super over-planner mode and that once I start, I will not stop until every single minute is planned and I’ve plotted best and alternate routes and have decided where the rest-stops will be and where we should eat and and and I did not even want to go there. We struck a deal: I would diligently scour airfare and get the best flights and Shawn would take care of all of the logistics on arrival.

I had a small wishlist:

-hug a giant tree
-go in the mountains
-go to Wreck beach

During our time there, we did all these things, and more exciting opportunities unfolded and, as we made certain choices, some opportunities were lost and that is the nature of choice. It means that we need to go back to do the things we missed out on!

 

 

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I get REALLY excited about flying.

I got to meet Corinna and I was SO happy about it! <3

I got to meet Corinna and I was SO happy about it! But she was totally pissed (jokes).

We saw this beautiful art before it was fully installed.

We saw this beautiful art before it was fully installed.

I got to hug this big tree!

I got to hug this big tree!

This beach and MOUNTAINS!

This beach and MOUNTAINS!

Right after my first ocean swim of the trip. I loved it! (Third Beach)

Right after my first ocean swim of the trip. I loved it! (Third Beach)

Rock sculptures

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At the Veder River. Shawn got in and floated down the river. I was pretty envious but didn’t have my swim suit.

This is just after the sunset that I've described below. This is so magical.

This is just after the sunset that I’ve described below. This is so magical.

Jerico Beach and MOUNTAINS!

Jericho Beach and MOUNTAINS!

The view out from UBC.

The view out from UBC.

Harisson Lake and MOUNTAINS!

Harisson Lake and MOUNTAINS!

I climbed a willow tree!

I climbed a willow tree!

Hiking in a mountain and looking at MOUNTAINS!

Hiking in a mountain and looking at MOUNTAINS!

A big log across a hot spring.

A big log across a hot spring.

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Within a magical mountain.

 

This was our lunch view in the town of Hope, shortly after having witnessed a man on a bicycle get hit by a taxi, and given our report to the RCMP clearly indicating that the taxi driver was at fault, and the RCMP officer trying to lead us into saying that the indigenous bike rider was at fault. Not Cool.

This was our lunch view in the town of Hope, shortly after having witnessed a man on a bicycle get hit by a taxi, and having given our report to the RCMP clearly indicating that the taxi driver was at fault, and the RCMP officer trying to lead us into saying that the indigenous bike rider was at fault. Not Cool.

In case you couldn’t tell from in the captions of the photos, every time I would see a mountain, I would point and shout MOUNTAIN! I am sure that it was charming.

Obviously, I live tweeted/instagrammed/facebooked the entire thing. If you check that out, you will see entirely different photos and anecdotes than what you see here.

Things I didn’t get photos of but were super important to me as experiences:

  1. Biking through the city, it is city just regular city. But then I would look up ahead and there was what seemed to be a pop-up forest! Like, boring buildings to either side and then the street I was on suddenly starts having these giant giant trees flanking it and they block out all light and I need to sing the words “Magical Fo-Rest!!!!” the entire time I was biking though it. There are many streets like this.
  2. Being in the ocean, up to my nose, being one with the waves and facing the shore and my arms were being a part of the surface of the water and I would feel the suck-back because a wave was coming up behind me and it would lift me up and just BLOOP out from my arms and continue toward the shore and it felt like I had the power to shoot giant waves out from my soul and toward the land.
  3. Experiencing the sunset at Wreck Beach for the first time. I was sitting naked in the sand, reclining on a giant log, facing the ocean and distant mountains. There were a bunch of people who had been there for a while already, playing instruments, chatting, and having a good time. As the sun began to set, everyone started playing their music together, while facing the sun. It felt to me like they were playing for the sun itself. The music was softer and calm but as the sun got more red and the sliver remaining got smaller, the music intensified, and people all over the beach made joyful, exuberant exclamations. As that sliver disappeared, people cheered and clapped and shouted, the music reached it’s climax and then subsided. I declared this to be The Perfect Place.
  4. I realize that most of these have to do with the ocean… I was swimming with real live seals! Shawn and I went to the beach on our last full day and, on our first swim that day, there were two seals checking us out about 10 metres away from us. They seemed just as curious and just as reluctant to get closer as we were. They made seal noises — we pretended to make seal noises. They are my Seal Friends.

This trip will have forever changed me. I learned some important things about myself (yet another post to make), I experienced things outside of my already-lived experience, and I learned new and important ways to be with my partner. Now I’m excited about future travels!

On this day:

In 2012 – delayed gratification
In 2010 – yeah…. access to bike paths was not my impediment
In 2009 – a different kind of vacation
In 2007 – Those things still annoy me – the bike thing less so, maybe only 13%
In 2006 – I’m really hungry right now and seeing this dinner I made is NOT helping.

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