Canada

Canada is one of those places that resets your sense of scale.

The distances are staggering. The landscapes shift from ocean to forest to mountain to prairie without asking permission. The light is different here — cleaner, sharper, especially in the west where the Pacific keeps the air honest.

We started in British Columbia, on the southern tip of Vancouver Island. Victoria was the destination — a city that wears its British heritage lightly, with harbor views, afternoon tea, and totem poles rising against the sky. It was three days. It was not enough.

British Columbia alone could take years to explore properly. Old-growth forests that have never been logged. Fjords that stretch inland for miles. The kind of wilderness that makes you feel small in the best possible way.

We have barely scratched the surface.

This is where our Canadian travels live. So far, just the beginning.