I must quickly mention Winnipeg. I say quickly because I don't really have too much to say on the place. It's quite a sweet little town with a nice market by the river and cute little bars nicely placed with a view. The one thing I did love about Winnipeg was some of the paintings on the buildings, some made me think of how I imagined a gang land scene in an old crime novel. Whilst here their festival was on, where dances from all over the world preformed. I went to the Chinese one and to be totally honest it reminded me of one of the variety shows I used to drag my poor parents to see me in whilst I was at school, but the lion dancing (as in people in the loin costume) was pretty cool.
Off I went to Thunder Bay thinking I would only stay a couple of days as it is a small town. Five days later I'm sitting in the library writing this. If you ever come here then you must stay in The Sleeping Giant Hostel. As soon as you walk in the homely atmosphere hits you and instantly you feel comfortable. Gail, the owner of the hostel, is amazing and creates such a great vibe between guests as everyone hangs out in the living room or the kitchen - I don't think I have felt so chilled out in ages.
Thunder Bay has a beautiful marina, but outside of the town lays hidden beauty. Mount McKay has gorgeous view points and the carved Indian figures you find at the top are gorgeous to see. I'd like to think they hold some kind of romantic story as they look out to sea!
There's nothing like swimming in a lake with amazing natural views surrounding you, there's also nothing like watching people nervously jumping of the rocks into the waterfall. As I told them it would be fine, I backed away and walked down the rocks! As if I was going to jump in to the bottom of a water fall!
Gail so kindly took us across the border to the Pow Wow. One thing that jumps out for me is seeing generations of people in one place, ranging from the tiny tots to the elderly and I found myself memorised by the happiness that surrounds them. Oh I must quickly mention the Moose burger. Yes yummy at the time, but so rich lets just say it didn't agree with me. It had to be tried though!
So here's a story for you. I met this guy, on a rock, whilst tress passing. Intrigued? I was told to check out these rocks, they're kind of a hidden secret and some of the paintings on them are amazing. However no one is actually supposed to be there. So when some random guy, Greg, shouts at me from the top of the pile my first reaction was to think I had got caught. Anyway some how this lead to pancakes, apparently the most amazing and I will now make it my mission to try out as many as I can to compare - I think I owe it to the pancake world.
So that's the short story of Thunder Bay and as I am writing this I am both slightly hung over and still full from the huge dinner and drinks we had last night back at the hostel, actually sad to leave such lovely people behind and a place that I have felt so comfortable. But Ottawa is calling and the 22 hour bus journey is ahead of me!
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