I've spent the past few days on the opposite coast of Canada, in the beautiful province of Nova Scotia. This province has it's fair share of provincial and national parks that we've been exploring.
Gorgeous, they are. But I must say, nothing beats the forests, lakes and rivers of Metro Vancouver. Capilano River, Burnaby Lake, Pacific Spirit, Tynehead. I often take for granted how amazing these parks are; but really, they can't be beat.
Burnaby was a lucky city on May 28th. Tucked away behind the BCIT parking lot, a place that on any average day you might cycle past without thinking twice, something magical took place.
It was a Festival of Spirits. This was a day of magic for all people of all interests. Participants were able to learn how to navigate their way across the globe using a GPS device. I heard tales of cultural exchanges from right here in Vancouver to lands as far away as Kenya, Germany, and Russia.