While Dan and Nick are busy looking for vans, I (Erik) decided to investigate the famous surf at the quaint Pacific Rim town of Tofino on Vancouver Island. I'm happy to report back that the surf lives up to expectations. And then some.
A hectic night of packing, a restless bivy, and an alarm wakes us at 3:00 A.M. We carry our bags to the approach... To the airport! Yes, it was an 'alpine start' to our journey across the country. And we're glad to say we've touched down in BC.
I (Nick) have been trying to conceptualize what this journey means to me. For quite some time, there's been a murky fog surrounding my enthusiasm for the trip, and I've been pondering... Obviously, it's a mixture of many different thoughts and emotions, but I am experiencing them together as one. I've dubbed this feeling leaving. Rather than an action I am about to make, I've decided leaving is a feeling I am experiencing. I'm writing this post to sort through my various sentiments, and hopefully give others who are encountering leaving something to relate to. Here's what leaving means to me:
Well, here we are in vancouver. We're trying to buy a van so we can begin our adventure. So as I (Nick) sit in the public library awaiting our next appointment to view a camper van, I shall take you through our plan for the coming months.
We are Daniel, David, Nick & Erik.
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