Continuing on and into Alberta I decided to move west across the Rockies and back into British Colombia. It had been exactly one year since I had arrived in Canada from Australia and some sentimentality was felt when I had made it back to Fernie in the beauty of BC. Fernie was my first stop after landing in Vancouver and also my first introduction to the Rocky Mountains so it was classic to have unintentionally made it back there 365 days later… I hiked up Mount Proctor and from the top I looked out over the majestic views while thinking about everything that had happened over the past year… It’s really quite amazing how time can fly by. Fun it had certainly been but far more educational and enduring it was… I struck a stalemate with myself and really could not decide what to do or where I should be, so I did what I’m use to… continued driving… I made it to Kelowna for Canada day and spend some time with friends I had made during the winter season at Big White. As nice as it was, everyone was still up to the same old shit, roped around the same old routine, I just couldn’t let myself step back into it. 'Charlie' (Cocaine) is a pathetic substance that is regularly abused as it ruins one’s ability to feel emotion.
A week later I continued west and onto Whistler… I thought maybe I could settle there with a job and a place to live but it just didn’t feel right, again everyone seemed to be wrapped up and embracing the drinking and drug culture and I just couldn’t put myself through it again. I decided I needed rest and reconnect with my roots, wherever they were I had to find them. So I called my Dad in New Zealand and the decision to head back was made.
I packed up what I could, gave away what I couldn’t, sold my van and headed to Vancouver International Airport. The flight went through the night and before I knew it I had skipped Sunday and was back in my country of origin. Auckland airport was full of Kiwi’s and it was so warm to hear my own accent surrounding me and to not be confused as an Australian. It’s funny because when I left New Zealand I couldn’t get away fast enough… It has been three years since I have been here and I guess that’s the time it takes to realize that there really is no place like home.
This country is absolutely nothing short of beautiful and I am humbly honored to have grown up within it’s serene and simple beauty. I am looking forward to revisiting my home city of Christchurch, I haven’t seen it since the earthquakes changed everything.
New Zealand is also having a wonderfully cold winter with plenty of snow fallen and in the forecast, how nice it is going to be to snowboard the mountains I once learned to turn on.
Thank you for having me Canada, I will sorely miss your organic magic, rugged landscape and chilled out citizens. I’ll be back to visit soon enough :-)
A week later I continued west and onto Whistler… I thought maybe I could settle there with a job and a place to live but it just didn’t feel right, again everyone seemed to be wrapped up and embracing the drinking and drug culture and I just couldn’t put myself through it again. I decided I needed rest and reconnect with my roots, wherever they were I had to find them. So I called my Dad in New Zealand and the decision to head back was made.
I packed up what I could, gave away what I couldn’t, sold my van and headed to Vancouver International Airport. The flight went through the night and before I knew it I had skipped Sunday and was back in my country of origin. Auckland airport was full of Kiwi’s and it was so warm to hear my own accent surrounding me and to not be confused as an Australian. It’s funny because when I left New Zealand I couldn’t get away fast enough… It has been three years since I have been here and I guess that’s the time it takes to realize that there really is no place like home.This country is absolutely nothing short of beautiful and I am humbly honored to have grown up within it’s serene and simple beauty. I am looking forward to revisiting my home city of Christchurch, I haven’t seen it since the earthquakes changed everything.
New Zealand is also having a wonderfully cold winter with plenty of snow fallen and in the forecast, how nice it is going to be to snowboard the mountains I once learned to turn on.
Thank you for having me Canada, I will sorely miss your organic magic, rugged landscape and chilled out citizens. I’ll be back to visit soon enough :-)
