In the front seat of a float plane, I enjoyed a breathtaking view of Vancouver as I descended into its harbour. For such a densely populated city, I’d arrived somewhere small and friendly.
After eight days exploring North America, it was time to visit its more westerly extremities, starting with Saltspring Island.
Some cities are best arrived at by air, while some are best approached by car. Others are best suited to arrival by train. Toronto is one such city.
After Washington, it was on to another North American capital, Ottawa, a city with no end of ATMs unwilling to accept my debit card.
Before I write about my most recent travels across Canada and the United States, I address the hypocrisy of taking such a trip.