After travelling through Galapagos, Machu Picchu and Iguazu Falls in three weeks I finally arrived in Canada for my trip on the Rocky Mountaineer. I had walked numerous Klms over the time. The journey from Iguazu to Vancouver was almost 24hrs in travel and I had sat for most of that time in airports and on the aeroplanes so waking up early I decided that a walking day was in order. Map in hand I encountered the friendliness and helpfulness of Canadians who would stop and check to see if I needed a hand. It is no wonder that when we migrated to Australia in 1982 Canada was 2nd on our list of possibilities. Two days of meandering around the city and suburb’s finished up with me managing to score a round of golf. A great day and again amazing people made the event memorable.
After travelling through Galapagos, Machu Picchu and Iguazu Falls in three weeks I finally arrived in Canada for my trip on the Rocky Mountaineer. I had walked numerous Klms over the time. The journey from Iguazu to Vancouver was almost 24hrs in travel and I had sat for most of that time in airports and on the aeroplanes so waking up early I decided that a walking day was in order. Map in hand I encountered the friendliness and helpfulness of Canadians who would stop and check to see if I needed a hand. It is no wonder that when we migrated to Australia in 1982 Canada was 2nd on our list of possibilities. Two days of meandering around the city and suburb’s finished up with me managing to score a round of golf. A great day and again amazing people made the event memorable.
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