In 2018 I rode my bicycle across Western Canada, covering about 2300km. It's been two years and I figured I'd release my journal entries here for anyone interested in what a trip like this does to a person's sanity.
Given that they're real-life jou...
Every time I see a motorcycle pass by on the highway, I can't help but think to myself, "next time."
I rode to Victoria today, so that's another provincial capital I can cross off the list (don't worry, Edmonton. I'll get to you someday). I left my bags behind for the ride, as I would be returning to my hosts' home later in the day and staying one more night.
I rode south through the city first, stopping to tease their Legislative Building for lacking a Golden Boy. The look of shock that must've been on my face when I saw their own yellow statue atop that building. Where'd they get that? That's our thing!
I eventually came to the coast and walked down to a beach. Imagine living a bus ride or a walk away from a beach. Wow. Here I scooped up some Pacific blue in my hand and even pressed it to my lips to be sure it really was ocean water. I'm sure a little municipal waste won't mutate me THAT much.
After that I found the big "Mile 0" sign and the Terry Fox statue. I paused here to read the plaque and snap some pictures. Not many people know this, as there's really never a reason to mention it, but Terry Fox is a bit of a hero of mine.
On my way back from the city, I was flagged down by an old lady on the shoulder. Her car had broken down and she needed a phone. I lent her mine and she called a tow truck and her husband. After handing my phone back, she offered to repay me for the trouble. I declined as social protocol demands, but she insisted I be rewarded, handing me $10, which I'll subtract from today's expenditure.
When I returned to my hosts' home, I showered and was even allowed to wash my clothes. In a machine! No shower-washed clothes today. Afterward I was treated to a delicious home-cooked meal and actual social interaction (as opposed to the how-can-I-help-you variety). I'll be well rested for the road tomorrow—that's for sure.
Another capital to cross off the list.
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Ha. Nice Legislative Building. But you still don't have the Golden...
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WHAT?
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Holding the ocean in my hand.
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What a legend.
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Me and the bike all the way, baby!
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Thinkmetric. Because the length of Trump's forearm isn't a reproducible measurement. Let alone that of his tiny hands.
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