The first thing to say about Whistler, is that it's bloody enormous. Especially for someone who has only boarded in the Antipodes. The lifts are fast (and comfy), but take 20 mins to get up high - and not even to the peak. Every trail seems different: bowls of powder, cliffs of ice, gladed runs through snow-covered trees and perfect downhills. Even the trail map is like the London A-Z. It truly is 'awesome' - a word you'll become just a little tired of hearing.It's funny how when traveling alone, there is always a night every so often when you just don't meet anyone. It can feel a bit lonely. But you can bet your life on the fact that, the very following day, you'll meet a great crew and forget those pangs that hit you previously. Especially if you bond over jenga - be still those shaking hands.
A budget journeyman tip. Or one for those who just forget to buy food one night. Hostels free food fridges are a rich source of a meal for the inventive. Chicken noodle soup for example... from almost nothing.
Canada's sales tax system is maddening. Why not include it in the price, like every other goddamn country in the world? Still, there are bargains to be had. Fresh fish is dam cheap, beer isn't too bad and they are practically giving away film tickets.
Crazy future thought to end... where could I live, like Vancouver, that is 30 mins from the snow?
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