Imagine this: I wake up in the morning, and decide to walk to the skytrain. Once outside, I can see the snow peaked mountains, which will be my view for the rest of the trek down to Commercial. Once there, I take the skytrain to school, which is up Burnaby mountain. Most mornings, since it's early, the mountain is still in the clouds, so at some point during the ride I get surrounded in fog, which is probably my favorite "nature state" after wind. And then, a miracle happens, once at the top of Burnaby mountain, we are above the clouds, and now I can see for miles in all directions. It's like being at the top of the world. It's the same feeling as the one I get when standing in the tundra, there's simply nothing there to obstruct the view, and the sky is huge. There are the rockies to one side (North, I think) but the rest is just sunshine, and the top of skyscrapers in the distance.
*School interlude*
Now it's time for the return journey: sunset. On the skytrain, I'm heading west, directly into the setting sun, which on a clear day turns the whole skyline pink, orange, purple, blue... The colors reflect off the skyscrapers (Vancouver is the glass-city after all!), and it's just breath-takingly beautiful. My way home takes time, so by the time I'm back to my house, the sky has turned that dark, dark, blue (my favorite color), and the moon is up and shining. There are only a few stars, unfortunately, but last Saturday, I'm sure I saw a shooting star!!
Jealous??
Ok, granted, it rains here, a lot. But still, days like these happen at least once a week. And yes, I know that the walk to Commercial is annoying when my bag is heavy, or I'm in a hurry... which is why I'm thinking of moving somewhere closer to a skytrain station. Still, I enjoy my hour with nature everyday.
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