There is so much beauty on the Canadian West Coast. Tall mountains, turquoise lakes, rivers, streams, wildlife – it’s a dream for nature lovers and an escape for city fancy pants. The beauty is simple – endless rugged landscape, vast space, very little people and air so fresh you feel like you’re near a glacier.
I am trying to soak up as much of it as possible before I leave. When I’m away from Vancouver I rarely think of the city – I think of those lazy days eating sushi on the beach, biking around the seawall, hopping from rock to rock in Lynn Valley, swimming in Buntznen Lake, driving down the road with my feet stuck out of the window and music blaring, hiking through a forest, skiing in Whistler or just sitting in the park outside my house, starting at mountains. Every single favorite memory of this place for me is tied with nature. Every single time I have the chance to get out and see all this natural beauty around me, I feel awe.
I will miss this greenery, this freedom, this wild feeling of the west. So I’m trying to capture as much of it as possible and savour it. 🙂
Isn’t it beautiful?
Photo Credit: I.P.
I can barely put into words how in awe I am with the plateau Mont Royal in Montreal. Between the main streets bustling with cafes, restaurants, bars, shops and boutiques, and the quiet streets in between lined with unique plateau architecture of three story brick homes with winding iron cast french stairways, t is impossible not to feel inspired on the plateau.
You can feel culture in the air. Every little corner, every house painted in bright color, every french window, every beautiful flower pot, every bike leaning on a garden railing – it is as if someone put it all together to create this place. And yet, it is just a residential wonder. People from all over the world and different stages of life – students, families, couples – come here, all united in their desire to live in this one of a kind community. Every year I come back, and every year it makes me happy.
Can you tell I’m in love?
Photo Credit: J.L.
Nha Trang was my rest stop after all the planes, buses and trains. I booked a lovely little room with a balcony, minutes away from the beach and settled in for a packed schedule of beaches, food and relaxing. The climate, prices, and location made it a perfect choice.
I spent my time reading and drawing, snapping photos and chasing authentic Vietnamese food and spending time on palm tree lined white sands with newfound friends. I also found my favorite cafe spots with fast wifi and delicious cold drinks where I escaped the hottest parts of the day. Since I was paying $9 a night for a big private room with a full private bath and a balcony, in the most convenient location and at maximum $10 a day on food (if I really went all out and bought cheese), I calculated that I could live, eat, drink and shop beachside and it would still cost less than just the price of accommodation in a Western city. How can you say no to that? 🙂
Bai Dai Beach. The water is shallow, turquoise, unbelievably warm.
I swam, I laid near the tide, I splashed in the waves, I got water and sand everywhere, it was perfect. Of course, I also got completely sunburnt as a result. No amount of sunscreen can save you from Vietnam’s sun at the hottest part of the day, especially when you’re in the water.
I spent the rest of the time sitting at the local “Beach Shack” – a place you see in movies that actually exists. Lounges right by the water, lazy locals sleeping in hammocks, groups drinking into the sun and sea breeze. I got a coconut and enjoyed the scenery. It hit me that I was actually there, on that beach that was only a photo just weeks ago. So cool!
The other cool thing about this place is the drive here.
I rented a motorbike and did it myself – 20 km of hills on one side and azure waters on the other. As the road winds and turns around the bends, you catch glimpses of sun reflected in the water and a breeze cools your face from the sun – I can’t put it into words – it’s just the best feeling of freedom and exploring and beauty of nature. Here are some photos I snapped on the way back since I was too caught up in the moment the first time to even remember that I had a camera.
I ended the day by sitting on the balcony of my room, cooling my sunburnt skin with lotion and enjoying the cool night air while the city buzzed with lights, voices and bustle. Perfect.