Whistler is a true winter wonderland.
My parents and I while hit the road on Christmas Eve to spend the two most magical days of the year in the quaintest little town of Carmel-By-The-Sea, an idyllic place on the coast of California, just south of Monterey.
Some of the most beautiful sunsets that I have been privy to watch have occurred at UBC, a beautifully spacious campus, surrounded on three sides by water, and dotted with a number of buildings from which the sunset can be glimpsed.
After our mishaps at Lighthouse Park, involving a raccoon and a backpack and a rock surrounded on three sides by the ocean, Sam and I left in a hurry in search of a better place to watch our beloved sunset from.
Now that I’m unofficially graduated from university, my evenings are free from the burdens of summer school, so Sarah and I celebrated with a lazy evening at Kitsilano Beach, complete with ice cream and sunset swims.
On Thursday night, I spent my whole evening sitting on my couch, staring wistfully at the photos on my screen of a carefree Jana climbing mountains and jumping into lakes.
English Bay is one of the nicest – if one of the busiest – places to watch the sunset in all of Vancouver.