Aleskimo

Winter 2014

429 Days

A majority of my blog is about the amazingness of traveling. The easy part is when your feet are going, it's when you stop moving that things become hard. 416 days ago I came to Banff. Nowhere to live, 1 friend, no job, no clue about what to do. And then I built myself a life here. Year one was amazing, everything was new and magical, I made so many friends who quickly became family, and I learned so much about myself and became stronger than I ever knew I could be.

It's year two that is starting to become a struggle. My adventure at the beginning of summer was amazing, but coming back to Banff afterwards has been difficult. Few stay in Banff for more than a season, and all of my friends left at the end of the last one. Settling into a normal routine where nothing is fresh and new like it was the first time around makes it hard, and realizing that if you had to sink into normalcy you'd rather be at home, makes it even harder.

I went home recently and cried for 3 days about leaving back to Banff to finish out my contract. It wasn't until I was home that I realized I missed a lot of the comforts of home, but mostly my mama. If I could have it all I would, but unfortunately you can't be a backpacker and bring your mommy with you everywhere.

So why do it then? Why stay away from home? These are questions I ask myself from time to time. These are questions that make me doubt myself and consider going home. There are times when I am sad to be away from home, away from my family. But then I realized how blessed I am to be living the life I am living. If life's journey hadn't taken the paths it did, I may have stayed in a small town in Midwest for the rest of my life, never travelled anywhere for more than a week, and never taken half of the chances or opportunities I have had since I left on my solo journey in Canada, 429 days ago, on 2 August 2013.

There will always be times that I will be sad, I will be homesick, I will miss my mama. But there are beautiful moments where the sun is shining and I look around me and realize that I am the luckiest little girl in the world to have this as my backyard and to have all the opportunities I have, and I am entirely grateful for it all.

Sulphur Mountain, 3 October 2014

Living in Banff

Banff would already be unique on its own as it is known for being a ski/snowboarding town, but add to that, that this is also a national park, and it is a whole other ballpark. Life is different here in many aspects, here are the top 10 reasons why:

1. In and Out: Who your best friend is today, will probably be gone tomorrow. People are very transient in town. Most of the workers love snowboarding or on break from school and seasonal workers, or on 1 year visas and eventually want spend the rest of North American time exploring both Canada and the U.S.A. It makes for an atmosphere of quick bonding, but also a bit of loneliness when your friends keep leaving you. 

2. Mode of Transportation: More people will have a bicycle than anything else due to affordability, and because as transient foreign workers it seems pointless to buy a car. Bikes are a faster mode of transportation around town most of the time due to the fact tourists coming in will block the roads for ages.

3. Commuters: Don't worry about your fellow commuter in the early morning being someone tired and cranky who is trying to drink coffee and apply makeup in the car next to yours. You will catch deer just walking through the middle of town in the early hours, or just hanging out in someone's yard. Just stroll by and say good morning. 

On my way to work in December of last year

4. Wildlife: While the deer may seem gentle as you stroll by them, they, like the rest of the animals in town are wildlife, emphasis on wild. It's important to be cautious if you see or learn of a bear warning or cougar sighting in town. The cougars although rare, are dangerous and out to kill. The bears are mostly just there to protect their young, and where people go wrong is they don't exercise caution or head warnings and provoke the bears. You hear stories around town of people asking what time the animals are let out, or tourist trying to put their baby on a deer. These animals are not in cages and not domesticated. It is an honor to live among them and we need to respect it. 

5. Racks: In the summertime you will have bike racks outside of most shops, in winter time these are replaced with snowboard/ski racks. 

6. Rules: As in no rules. Maybe it's because we're all kids, or kids at heart, on our own with no family or ties to the outside world in our bubble. Combine that with a heavy drinking culture and, well, life is just different. There is a lot that goes on here that wouldn't be okay anywhere else, but it's just part of life in Banff here.

7. Air Conditioning: Is limited and valued. Most houses will not have it, and hotels will only be allowed a certain amount as this is a national park and it is important to maintain air quality. If you're hot during summer, go get a popsicle. 

8. Food Prices: Food is priced for the tourist, not for the locals. Sometimes it is cheaper to go out for a meal, rather than get all the ingredients for cooking up something. Mr. Noodle is the best friend for a lot of people as you can find these dehydrated noodles with no nutritional value at Safeway, on sale for $0.40 a package.

9. Water: No one buys bottled water here because our tap water comes from a glacier. You can't get much fresher than that!  

10. The Views: Probably the best part of living in a national park are the views you wake up to. Not too shabby. Not too shabby at all. 

At the top of Sulphur Mountain

Overlooking town from Mt. Norquay

View from the bridge.

Adventure in Surfing

Alexis is back in typing action!

So back to my Tofino days, so very long ago (last week). I arrived on a Sunday night, relaxed and watched the sunset over the ocean from my hostel. 

View from the hostel

I woke up bright and early on Monday morning (around 10) and made my way into town to set up a surfing lesson at Surf Sister which I heard many glowing recommendations about before I had even reached Tofino. I was lucky enough to rock up around 11 and find out that there was one slot available for 1:30pm that day and took it as it was a beautiful, sunny day.

I had to arrive around 1:00 because I didn't have a car to take me to the beach and the girls at the shop were checking with other students if myself and another woman could catch a ride up. Luckily for us a bus of German tourist arrived and happily invited us aboard in exchange for beer.

The wind had picked up by the time we arrived, but the beach was gorgeous. Unfortunately it was recommended to leave your belongings in the vehicles so I don't have any photos of it, but there was a long stretch of smooth, cream colored sand, with the cool blue of the ocean waves crashing down upon it.

After about an hour of struggling to get into wetsuits and learning safety, and stance, we made our way into the water. Everyone warned me about the water being cold, but in our wetsuits we were nice and toasty. The instructors pushed us off for our first waves, and cheered everyone on as they attempted to, or did manage to stand up. I was excited, waiting for my moment to shine, but found it hard to coordinate my body parts so quickly. Instead of being an instant surf star as I was hoping, I spent a majority of the time under the water instead of on top of it. At one point I went under and with my knees tucked in starting rolling backwards, and looked like what of one of the instructors described as, "clothes in the tumble dryer." 

So to say I'm not a natural at surfing is an understatement, but despite needing assistance and getting peeled out of my wetsuit, and the massive amounts of salt water that I had swallowed and inhaled, I did really enjoy myself. I enjoyed it so much that I am currently saving up for a surf and yoga holiday, but until then maybe I'll just work on my balance a little (or a lot) more. 

What We Leave Behind

Just so you know I'm always thinking about you mama. Even when I'm at the beach. 

So far I've made traveling sound great, and it is, but you do have to prepare yourself for the loneliness that you encounter time-to-time being out on the road. For me traveling alone is a bit easier than it is for some people because I've never lived in one place more than five years, and I am an only child, with no cousins who was raised by a single mum. I've also talked about how your fellow travelers become an away from home family, but as much as my friends are like brothers and sisters to me out on the road, it doesn't mean I don't get lonely and miss home sometimes. You do have to prepare yourself to miss some moments and milestones that you wish you could be there for. You're going to miss birthdays, holidays, weddings, births, etc. This week I came out of a job interview crying because I felt awful that my mama had gone into surgery and I wasn't at home to be with her. It's moments like that, that make it hard to be away.

When you hit those times that make you question whether you made the right decision by leaving home, sometimes you have to remember all of the other beautiful moments and adventures that you would have never been part of if you hadn't left. In the past year since being on my own I've met people from all over the world, worked on a farm, gone on a sea plane, canoeing, dog sledding, whitewater rafting, surfing, and a majority of that I accomplished in a little over a month. It's the price we pay as travelers or backpackers, that sometimes who we love and what we love to do, aren't necessarily going to be in the same place.