I arrived in
at 11am and met up with Rylan, who took me to Nosehill Park for views of downtown
, before we headed back to his
to meet his parents and various overexcited animals. We then headed to downtown itself, where Rylan very helpfully couldn't think of a thing to see or do there. So, we bought some ice cream and walked along the
which was, unlike the
in London, beautiful, clear and bright blue. That's one of the many things that Canada definitely doesn't have a shortage of: water.
On the way home, Rylan got fed up of me making fun of his terrible driving of the standard-drive car he'd borrowed (of course, most Canadian cars are automatics) so as we entered his quiet neighbourhood he made me take the d
's seat. At which point I executed the smoothest gear changes I have ever managed in my life and was happily rubbing it in his face until we unexpectedly came to a 90 degree bend in the road and almost died.
Calgary from Nosehill park
For dinner, we barbequed some huge
steaks and I got to catch up with Kira before Rylan and I headed off on our tour of the Rockies. As dinner ended, a thunderstorm of epic proportions hit
. While the Canadians didn't seem particularly concerned by the lightning flashing relentlessly every second, I stood at the window like an
fool repeating "THIS IS INSANE!!" until gigantic hailstones began to fall from the sky.
Thunderstorm excitement wearing thin, we all watched Tim Minchin in what I like to call their 'home cinema' to finish off the day.
on August 12, 2012
from the travel blog:
Canada and a little USA 2012
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