Exploring the Great White North: Chapter One

I barely remember the first time I went to Canada, nearly seven years ago. The vaguest memory I have is screaming in glee as I sat on my father’s lap, “hitting the slopes” at Coca Cola Tube Park. And as to stick with tradition, that is exactly what I did upon my return two weeks ago.

The expedition started at 5am, when I was awaken from my slumber, and soon enough, we were on a plane to Seattle. I caught up on some much-needed sleep, and some reading, and in between naps, I saw something in my peripheral vision that caught my eye. Outside my window there were snow-covered mountains everywhere! 30-plus pictures later, I still could not believe it. Limited would be a great word to describe my interaction with snow, seeing as we never got much of that at all in the places I’ve lived, so this trip would only be the fourth time in my soon-to-be fifteen years of exploring the beauty this earth has to offer, in which I saw atmospheric water vapor frozen into crystals.

After what seemed like an eternity (which was just a four-hour flight + waiting at the luggage carrousel + renting a car), we were on the road! After driving through its city center for just a few minute, I had fallen head over heels for Seattle. A bittersweet feeling rushed over me, as I knew it would be over a week before I could see what it had to offer, although the excitement for what was ahead was exhilarating.

As night fell (at 4pm), we rolled into Vancouver, Canada.

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Eu me lembro de poucas coisas da minha primeira viagem ao Canadá, quase sete anos atrás. A maior recordação que eu ainda tenho era de estar sentado no colo do meu pai, gritando de alegria, deslizando nas bóias do Coca Cola Tube Park. E para manter a tradição, eu fiz exatamente a mesma coisa quando eu voltei para esse mesmo lugar, três semanas atrás.

A viagem começou as cinco da manhã, quando eu acordei para ir para o aeroporto. Eu passei um bom tempo dormindo, lendo, e vendo as incríveis montanhas americanas cobertas de neve. Mesmo depois de ter tirado mais de cinquenta fotos, eu ainda não estava acreditando no que eu estava vendo. Eu nunca morei em um lugar que nevasse, então essa viagem foi apenas a quarta vez que eu via neve, nos meus quase-quinze anos de vida, depois de ter explorado tantas outras belezas naturais desse mundo.

Depois de uma eternidade (apenas um voo de quatro horas + o tempo esperando as malas + o tempo esperando para alugar o carro) botamos  pé na estrada! Após ter passado dois minutos dirigindo pelo centro de Seattle, eu já tinha me apaixonado. Eu fiquei ansioso em pensar que eu ainda ia ter que esperar uma semana antes de explorar mais dessa cidade fascinante, mas eu estava extremamente animado para o que ainda estava por vir, no Canadá.

Ao anoitecer (as quatro da tarde), fomos chegando em Vancouver.

somewhere over colorado or utah or wyoming or idaho
somewhere over colorado or utah or wyoming or idaho
photo 1
the city peeking through the clouds // seattle
photo 2
rolling into the emerald city
photo 4
somewhere between vancouver & whistler
i bid thee goodnight, vancouver
i bid thee goodnight, vancouver

Three weeks after the trip, I finally got around to organizing all the pictures! Chapter 2 will be up sometime next week!

Have you ever made the road trip from Seattle to Vancouver? What did you think? Leave a comment!

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Três semanas depois da viagem, eu finalmente consegui organizar todas as fotos! O capitulo dois entra no ar semana que vem!

Você já foi de carro de Seattle para Vancouver? O que você achou? Comente!

– Daniel

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