![]() John's has a high percentage) would never make their peace with it. It was the obligatory small talk in any social setting, and it seemed that even though this has always been the case (and always will be), the lifelong residents (of which St. Newfoundlanders pull no punches in regards to their opinions on the weather. At the same time, it was obvious that eventually the obstinate cold wears on the soul. ![]() Upon returning to the inside world, everything felt cozy and beautiful in a way that I hadn't been able to appreciate in the tropical and desert settings of my prior travels. It woke me up with the zip of ten coffees, and put an empowering chill in my bones that would make Wim Hof proud. I enjoyed my daily trips up to Signal Hill to face the wind head on (passing by the harbored ships and fist-bumping the Terry Fox statue on my way out/back). Since I was only there for a three-week trip, I embraced the novel and challenging climate with eagerness and intrigue. John's (North America's easternmost city), the winds blow hard and often (creating a mix of stalwart coniferous forests and grassy tundra), the snows stay late into the spring (something that caught me a bit off-guard during my late-May visit), the rocky shores do their best to meet the onslaught of white-capped waves, and the persistent clouds make you wan't to put on a wool sweater and toque, and seek refuge in a stout beer at an old pub. Lawrence (to the West), the North Atlantic Ocean (to the East), and the Labrador Sea (to the Northeast), which divides Canada from the wintery wonder that is Greenland, and forms the Southern aspect of "Iceberg Alley." As such, in St. Newfoundland is an island province and the easternmost land mass in North America. Photo: Andrew Douglas The Rugged Beauty Of The Atlantic Coast With her help, I got up on stage at some of the local live music venues, chased the phallus-shaped iceberg that was the temporary talk of the town, saw transatlantic freighters off from North America's final feet of land, and explored many other facets of this rough n' tumble, but spirited place. John's resident to show me some highlights and connect me to the unmistakably Celtic culture. Thankfully, I had a close friend/lifelong St. So since I grew up in Central Canada (Ontario), and spent more than a decade as a traveling salesman in the West (British Columbia, Alberta, and Saskatchewan), I figured it was time to take a trip to the East Coast (Newfoundland). The longer I'm away from my home and native land, the more I recognize the need to rectify this oversight. I'm constantly on a quest to visit foreign places, and yet, I haven't seen each Canadian province/territory, let alone delved into the endless sub-regions and cultures of this massive country. When bitten by the travel bug, the outside world tends to look fresh and tantalizing, while one's home country can feel banal, or outright problematic.
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