I was asked today what Canada was like-- so i thought that perhaps it was time to give a low down on the sights and smells that makes up this fine country.
Flying in over Vancouver was incredible, the receeding horizon made up entirely of meyandering rivers Islands that peak into mountains that go on forever convered in every shade of white you can imagine.
In Ottawa the paths range from being covered entirely in snow, that turns to slush, which turns to giant puddles subsequently redicolusly large shoes are needed to keep your toes from quite litteraly falling off. the parks are always covered in snow and look incredibly romantic (even without a man by your side).
This place isnt only snow and -20 degrees, the people here are pretty lovely. more than once we have been offered free meals, drinks, christmas dinners by complete strangers or near enough. i dont know if its our accents, which always is immediatly assosiated with being from the UK or whether the people here are just generally trusting and kind. i think we'll go with the latter.
It seems like Canada is fairly similar to Australia though, a British Colony that is now stuggling to keep there own micilanoius migrant identity with the ever influencing US of A.
Otherwise a few things- its customary, rather not unusual, for people to have bedrooms in the basement or attic (we live in a basement. and we love it).
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anyhow there is far more to write on this matter of Canada but for now we shall say goodnight.
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