I love traveling and all that it has to offer. My love for traveling has led me to cross many oceans and seas. In fact, my wanderings have taken me across a number of continents. Thailand, Japan, Australia, the United States of America, England… These are just the tip of the iceberg. The list is vast but sadly I haven’t yet managed to tick off all the countries on my bucket list.
One country that really captivated my imagination was Canada. Somehow a number of circumstances always arose whenever I tried to plan a trip there. Years have passed but my longing hasn’t died. That’s why I decided to travel to Canada when I heard that a group of my friends were headed that way. The trip was fun. It wasn’t one of those chartered tours. In fact, it was quite the contrary. A friend of mine had planned the whole trip out in the minutest detail. She had mapped all the tourist attractions and all the best things to do in Canada.
We had landed in Vancouver and wasted no time in renting an SUV, and heading for the hills. Don’t get me wrong Vancouver is an absolutely beautiful city, but we were all anxious to start our adventure in the wilderness. Canada is an adventurer’s paradise for those who love nature. There is no shortage of wildlife, fresh air and tasty freshly caught fish.
The camping trip was perfect until about a week in. That’s when everything came crashing down for me. The temperature dropped and the cold weather began to affect my sinuses. It wasn’t long before I ended up with a stuffy nose and a sore throat. Unfortunately, that was the best part of the malady. A few hours after that, I began to suffer from joint pain and fever. It was time for me to make a difficult choice. I decided to allow my friends to continue without me. I hated the thought of missing the camping expedition but there was nothing I could do about it.
I found myself confined to a single room in my hotel. The first day passed in a fitful sleep. On the second day, sleep evaded me. I was not well enough to go out and take in the sights but I was not sick enough to sleep through it. Frustrated, I opened my laptop and began to browse the net. Needless to say, my stay in the hotel had become more interesting.
The following three days passed in a blur. I slept for most of the time. My friends returned back soon. I was feeling better and was able to rejoin them for the last leg of the trip. We all had a really good time, and even spent a few days relaxing and enjoying the facilities of the hotel before we moved on to the next city. After all, Canada is a big country and there is much to see!