
“Every sunrise a new opportunity… every sunset another day lived.” I read this quote on one of the memorial benches located along the Seawall at English Bay.

“Every sunrise a new opportunity… every sunset another day lived.” I read this quote on one of the memorial benches located along the Seawall at English Bay.

I have been in Vancouver for more than a week now and am already feeling the benefits of living in this dreamy city on the west coast of Canada.

The Capilano Suspension Bridge rhythmically shook side to side as I walked across its 146ft length. Forest filled my peripheral vision and the Capilano River could be seen flowing 230ft below.

Usually when you think of Grandpas, they are maybe in their 70s or 80s. But in the world of trees, Grandpa Capilano is more like 800 years old and has existed since the days before Christopher Columbus first stepped foot on the shores of the New World.

Using every ounce of energy remaining, thousands of determined Coho salmon fight their way back up from the ocean to the clear mountain waters of the Capilano River, North Vancouver, to lay their eggs where they were born.

Three days in Canada and I have already come to the conclusion that Vancouverites have the good life all figured out. They live in a city with a vibrant cosmopolitan buzz, yet still manage to maintain an outdoor lifestyle.

The days leading up to my flight to Vancouver were so hectic with sorting things out that the realisation I was going away for six months did not really hit me until I was at the airport sobbingly saying goodbye to the love of my life.

Restless is probably the best way to describe how I feel at the moment. It has been a week since my last day of work and there is another week until my Canada travels begin.

If only I was Mary Poppins and could fit a flat full of stuff in a tiny bag. I have a 55litre rucksack which is currently empty. The question is: what on earth should I put in it?
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