A local person recently told me of their up coming holiday. They’re going to
Northern Australia to see two of its most iconic tourist sites; The Great Barrier Reef and Uluru (once known as Ayres Rock).
I was asked the usual questions - had I seen them and did I once live near them? Only later did I feel my reply was inappropriate. Yes, I’ve seen them, so what? No big deal. Instead, I raved about his country of origin and how much I loved it.
And now he’s in Canada, why isn’t he going to see the Rockies, the Bay of Fundy, the historical Quebec City or the Cabot Trail? Maybe he’s already been there. But it made me realize how we yearn for somewhere way beyond our reach, when there is so much beauty on our own doorstep.
In the past 5 years, I’ve discussed my Canada travels with many Canadians. I tend to get two responses. Either they’ve always wanted to go there or they don’t know this place exists in their own country.
Now as I dream of taking an RV to the Yukon and beyond, I know there is still so much of Manitoba to see.