Bad Banff Bitches pt. 1

Bad Banff Bitches pt. 1

Talking about places that you love

Talking about places you really love, like your favorite places to visit ever, are ironically difficult to adequately convey. It's akin to being a teenager smitten over their first crush. You want to gush about how amazing they are and how you know you're in love and everyone is low-key sick of hearing you blab on about the same damn thing all the time. And wearing your rose-colored glasses, you only want to describe the experience with the most cliché and painfully vague adjectives from your vocabulary. Think: amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, incredible, unlike-anything-I've-ever-experienced type of life changing event. For lack of an eloquent or graceful way to talk about Banff, I can only describe Banff as all of the above. 

I concede. I'm writing "Banff" in the margins of my college ruled notebook paper in delicate cursive, doodling puffy hearts all around it with ballpoint pen, and daydreaming about when we'll next meet. 

I know; I disgust me too. 

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The Road to Banff

We land in Calgary, pick up the necessary transportation, and we're off. Armed with the chillest Spotify playlist with offline mode toggled on (never trust how much signal you'll get out in a national park) that's chock-full of melodies of the likes of Jamie xx, Lapsley, Alina Baraz, Oh Wonder, and Tame Impala, we cruise through the straight drive from Calgary towards the Canadian Rockies. 

But of course, every trip needs its provisions. Here's what we came up with after a solid half hour spent in some generic enormous Canadian chain supermarket. You can tell we only decided upon truly essential life-sustaining items: 

  • Instant ramen
  • Bread
  • Nutella
  • Peanut butter
  • Tea
  • Pringles
  • Sour belts
  • Cheese
  • Grapes
  • Oranges
  • Bottles of wine (the particular of number of which will remain a secret, mind you)
  • Coconut water (to deal with the inevitable repercussions of aforementioned liquor)
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Taken by Thuy

Taken by Thuy

Docked

We arrive in the town of Banff in the late afternoon and decide to tackle two nearby lakes- Two Jack Lake and Lake Minnewanka. You never know what a place is like until you get there, even if you've seen it countless times through the photos on your tiny iPhone screen (I jest. I know how huge they're making these screens nowadays.).

My biggest fear visiting anything I've seen extensively through others' photos is that the actual experience will be crowded and therefore horrific; there's nothing quite as unsettling as hundreds of visitors to detract from what would otherwise be an incredible experience. To our surprise, we had the lakes to ourselves. We climbed rocks, ran along the docks, and ran our fingers through the frigid lake water to create mesmerizing ripples. As daylight slipped away, we watched the sunset glow from cyan to bursts of lavender and pink, turning the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors against the backdrop of the towering Canadian Rocky Mountains.

Not a bad day one. 

Header photo taken by Thuy