I knew very little about British columbia before i ventured across to the west coast of Canada. I Arrived in Whistler on the 28th for a week of partying, skiing, NYE celebrations and to catch up with a good friend from back home Courtney. On a whole, Whistler is epic. the epitome of a ski town, big village packed full of bars, clubs and restaurants situated at the bottom of two world class mountains inhabited by 1000000000000 Australian's doing a season. Spent a few days skiing the mountains that were dumped with snow,with people who were far above my ability, challenging to say the least and not to mention stupidly expensive. The nightlive in the town is well wild and fun, from 80's sing alongs at Tapleys to crazy and drunken new years celebrations at Dusty's with Coco and here legend roomies, there is always somewhere to party in this town.
Next stop, i decided to kill a few days in Vancouver before venturing back into the states. Wrong time of year to visit as its basically been raining 24/7, bar 2 hours of sunlight this afternoon, cool little city however that reminds me alot of sydney with a big alternate scene and water surroundings. However shit the weather was on my stay i braved the cold rainy conditions and explored the racoon and squirrel abundant stanley park, visited a brewery on Granville island for a couple ales, saw an impressive comedy show and cruised through the world renowed Vancouver aquarium, highlighted by 2 huge white Buluga whales.
Tomorrow morning im off to a place i have been stinging to get too. A photographic metropolitan city famous for cuisine, the birthplace of jazz music, and diverse heritage in the deep south of America, an area where lets be honest, pure ignorance and excessively conservative people are prominent. MORE PHOTOS SOON. X
