Dear Banff,
You don't know me. I am more of a secret admirer.
I have picked up your travel book in Barnes and Noble, only to put it down for a more "glamorous" / European option. I admit, I was taken in by the other books. Their promises of the Mediterranean Sea, warm sun, and rolling green hills. I don't know why, but at the time I didn't take you seriously because you're like... Canada.
Now, before any of my Canadian-loving readers get offended, I must state how truly wrong I was to overlook this hidden gem. Sometimes I take for granted all the beauty that is over here on this side of the pond; Canada and United States alike.
Anyway, upon further research, I find that I may not be able to stay away too much longer. I feel I am right on the cusp of traveling to your beautiful and awe-inspiring location before you are exploited and over-publicized. I mean, I know you are popular amongst more imaginative travelers than I. After all, I had to have heard about you, Banff, from someone or some website - but I feel that you are still elusive to the general public
(yeah, I just classified myself as a superior traveler. what are you going to do about it?) :)
So Banff.
Why must I cross the border into your super welcoming country with your super handsome president?
For that, I must refer to pictures that I have NOT taken (aka rely on internet photos, which I try to avoid like the plague) :
I paid for both these photos, so take them in dammit.
I meeeeeeean...
The mountains are calling and I must answer, you know?
Credit: Pinterest
So, yeah.
I'm going.
I just need to figure out when and how, but those are only small inconveniences.
No biggie.
Again, sorry Banff, for being initially dismissive of your gem of an adventure. I promise to commit an upcoming excursion to you and only you. It looks like you have a lot to offer, so I am really excited.
And hopefully this love letter also makes up for me judging you for being Canadian.
I love Canada, eh?
And Drake.
Skål xx