#Tbt

It's hard to believe that it was already a year ago that I was sneaking my way across the Emerson border crossing from Fargo, ND back into Manitoba. To stow-away at a beautiful couples' house in Lorette, MB. After being on the road for four months, crossing into familiar territory was, unexpectedly unfamiliar. As I made my way through St. Norbert, to Pembina highway, I passed St. Vital, all the while cautiously dodging the looks of the occupants of any familiar-looking vehicles. It quickly became clear to me that the Winnipeg I had left behind, had not waited for my return. New stores and buildings, roads and houses. Every where I looked - it was different. Winnipeg had moved on to it's nexts. Now, it's my turn.

For those of you just tuning in, one year ago I was on my way home for Christmas - unbeknownst to virtually anyone - other than the two people that helped me hide out.

One year ago.

I guess it's true what they say about time flying, fun, and all that jazz. After all, I feel like every time I close my eyes I'm lying on the beach in Pescadero, California spying the seals sun bathing on the rocks. Or, I'm walking up Broadway in Nashville, Tennessee - exceptional live music echoing out of each honky tonk. Or, I'm slipping and sliding down a hiking trail on the way to the hot springs in who-knows-where, Idaho. Or, I'm cautiously exploring the eerie twists and turns of a deserted amusement park in New Orleans, Louisiana. I can get caught in a daydream that lands me just about any where on this continent transported by a smell, or sound, or taste. It's incredible.

Many of you that followed my adventure that was The North America Project know that this was a temporary adventure of my gypsy heart. But, now it's time to formally bid you and this journey a farewell. Although it has been over for quite some time now, I don't think I've ever said thank you to all the eyes out there in cyber space that have followed along with each post, each state or province, each word. Thank you.

Before I seal this chapter, many of you might recall the very first post in this journey: "What's Next". You'll recall as the journey progressed, so did the plan - or rather, lack there of. Nonetheless, I find myself at that intersect of wondering - now what. Over the last couple of months I've found that something has been missing - something to write about. I just can't seem to put my finger on a topic of interest; or rather, one of prolonged interest that would span the duration of more than a couple posts. If you've followed along, you already know I have an affinity for story-telling. I love writing - especially about the good because, well, there just 'aint enough of that out there!

I figured, maybe this time, YOU can tell me:

"What's Next?"

Special Occasions: Part 3

There are plenty of things in life you can prepare for. A trip? Make a packing list. Throwing a party? Divide and conquer on supplies, plans, and invite list. A job interview? Prepare answers to questions that will likely be asked. There are also millions of things in this world that we cannot prepare for, no matter how much we may think we're ready for.

Last week I learnt of the passing of a beautiful young woman that I had the extreme pleasure of meeting, and being befriended by in my travels. Before I move on to part three, and the final instalment of this series on special occasions, I refuse to do so without paying my respects. I couchsurfed with Tachnee and Joshua in Clovis, California near the end of March. It was one of those stops on my trip that was in-between the big cities. One of those stops that many people would ask, why? And if my explanations of how the places you have no expectations for have not yet convinced you of the benefits, and experiences, and incredulity of the need to visit these why (?!) places: look no further than this.

What could have been an easily over-looked stop allowed me the privilege of meeting an incredible woman, her beautiful daughter, her fur-babies, her boyfriend, her life. And in the short few days that I knew her she left her mark. A kindness, a friendship, a contagious personality, a beautiful soul that my reaction to learning of her passing caught even me off guard.  Tachnee was a beautiful woman inside and out. And although I only knew her a few days, it is a testament to the woman that she was and this incredible journey I've had, that I can say without a doubt that the world has lost one of the good ones.

To Tachnee's friends and family, I am so sorry for your loss. I am so grateful to have met your daughter, friend, mother, sister, aunt, and girlfriend. Thank you for sharing her.

When I think back on my North America Project, there are few things that come to mind as highlights more than the people that I've met. In part one of this series you read about the incredible friends and family that took me in. In part two you read of the strangers, the couchsurfers that opened up their home to a stranger. While I still cannot find a way to convey just how thankful I am to both these groups, there is one last group I need to acknowledge: new friends.

You owed me nothing. We met in passing. Or at a hostel. Or through pure and utter randomness. But, nonetheless, we met. And I asked nothing of you yet you still gave me your friendship. In times when I may have been lonely. Or lost. Or scared. Maybe I was bored. Or tired. Whatever it may have been, you offered up your friendship and you are some of my favourite memories of all. In one of my very first on-road posts of this entire journey I wrote of the microcosm of lake life. And how incredible it would be if we could transport this willingness to befriend a stranger into our everyday lives. How lucky am I to have been able to experience this. In real life, these special occasions. 

Tanya (Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada): you befriended me in Fredericton, NB. It may have been your job. You had to be there. But you'll probably never read this. And you'll probably never know just how grateful I am, and how grateful I was to meet someone that was willing to simply talk with me after a traumatic night of driving.

Akira (Montreal, Quebec, Canada): you were the first face I saw at the first hostel I ever stayed at and, man, am I thankful. We were both having a bad day, but within a few hours we were having a little jam session - you on guitar, me singing. I've heard it's the little things in life that make the big difference, and my friend, this made all the difference that day.

Karen (St. George, Maine, USA): meeting you was serendipitous. At a moment when I welcomed a breath of fresh air into my current situation, there you were. You and your art, your fish. And seeing your process, how much it mirrored mine with writing was confirmation that, perhaps, I was on the right track.

Ali and Isabel (St. Albans, Hertfordshire, England): oh you two beautiful souls. I met you on my first stop in Nashville (because if you haven't figured it out by now, I loved Nashville so much that I went back twice). The first time I saw you, you both were sitting quietly in the corner of the hostel but your presence was screaming at me. A few words were exchanged and I am forever grateful that they were. Two of the funnest, most outgoing, unique individuals I had the pleasure of meeting.

James and Carl (Somewhere in England): another duo I met in Nashville, the first time 'round. So chill, so nonchalant when the usual repertoire of questions on where they have travelled came up. Instead of listing places, they'd simply hand you their passports. Full passports. Of countries they've visited. Oh, and did I mention it was all done in eight months? Talk about inspiring an adventure, a wanderlust. 

Graham (Minnesota, USA): you were this goofy, easy going guy that just always seemed to be around. But it was never in a bad way. You always rounded out the group and were such a fun person to have around, I look forward to seeing you again! 

Ailie (Perth, Scotland): there is so much I could say about Ailie. We met in Nashville, roomed together in the hostel and for the next two weeks we were inseparable. From exploring New Orleans, visiting Graceland, and shooting our first guns together in Texas I had such a thorough blast with you. I'll never forget when I dropped you off at the Greyhound station in Austin. It took us both a minute to comprehend that there was a very real possibility that this would be the last time we would see one another for the rest of our lives. It still seems unreal. You're a beauty in every sense of the word and one day I will make it to Scotland to reunite, I promise.

Chloe, Amanda, Nick, and Quentin (Illinois and Michigan, USA): I walked into the hostel in Nashville (second trip) around 11p.m. after sitting through a four-hour taping of the CMT Country Christmas Special, which was incredible by the way. I asked: is anyone going out tonight that wouldn't mind a stranger tagging along? Celebrating a 21st birthday and waiting for the clock to strike midnight these four welcomed me without hesitation. It didn't matter where we went that night (or the next). These four were the epitome of fun. And welcoming. I felt like I had known them my entire life. Like I was heading out for a night with my friends back in Winnipeg and that is a feeling you can't put a price on. 

Claire and Dustin (Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia & Sharon, Pennsylvania, USA): somehow, we all ended up staying with the same host in Roswell, NM and I could not have been more grateful to see these two faces. Friendly, patient, inclusive I had such an incredible time getting to know you both. We shared our laughs and had a blast exploring the Carlsbad Caverns with you and comparing travel routes and notes. 

Beth and Jem (Hebden Bridge, West Yorkshire, England): without a doubt, two people that I became closest with on my travels and afterwards. Two all-around, simply incredible people. Fun, funny, educated, adventurous souls that I am so, so lucky to be able to call my friends. There are not enough adjectives in the dictionary to describe these two and I cannot wait for the day that they tell me they're coming to visit Winnipeg or the day that I can tell them that I am going to visit them in England. Until we meet again, we'll always have: well, there's really too many brilliant memories to sum them all up. But, perhaps, my favourite will be our version of the Las Vegas buffet. 

Nicola (Auckland, New Zealand): you're truly living the dream, girl. Working for Disney cruise lines and having your super-duper all access passes to Disney World/Disneyland is something I am truly envious of. I am so happy that by some stroke of luck you and I roomed together in Vegas. Circus Circus, trying to find your hostel in L.A., and two full days at Disneyland are some of my favourite memories. Thank you for fulfilling a dream and allowing me to visit Disneyland with you.

Joel, Matt, and Troy (New South Wales, Australia): there will never be another dance-off I witness in my life that will stack up to the one I saw from these three in  Las Vegas. Just an all-around fun group of guys. I eagerly wait to see the next picture of their current travels pop up on my Facebook news feed so that I can live vicariously. 

Juliet (Santa Cruz, California, USA): cousin of Beth and Jem and tour guide in San Francisco. Such an easy-going, fun girl. I am so happy that I had the chance to meet you and get to experience a true Californian. Legs for days, personality for miles thank you for the memories.

Jenny, Drew, Shen, Mike, et. al. (Portland, Oregon, USA): if you've read any of my previous posts about Portland and the amazingly fun group of girls that I stayed with there you should know that their friends are equally as awesome and welcoming. I'll never forget the Mascraigger. 

Justine and Mick (Quebec, Canada): we all couchsurfed at the same house in Kelowna, B.C. You two were a breath of fresh air. So ready for an adventure and eager to learn more English. I had an absolute blast with you and love keeping in touch. 

Flo and Mike (Brussels, Belgium and Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom): we met simply because we had a friend in common. I had such a fantastic time getting to know the both of you and exploring Edmonton with you. I keep my fingers crossed that we will see each other again when you head back through Winnipeg in the fall. 

For offering up your friendship, for helping me make priceless memories - no matter what my bank account may say, for your willingness to accept a complete stranger at face-value: thank you.

How lucky am I.

Special Occasions: Part 2

Since I've been back in Winnipeg, I've become more aware of the fact that people here tend to err on the side of negativity. What exactly do I mean by that? To be clear, I'm not referring to everyone. Just, somehow, I've found myself in a new setting where I am constantly forced to consume the exact type of news stories that I set out on this journey trying to over shadow. The "go with the gun", "if it bleeds it leads" stories. Again, what do I mean? I'm not sure if it's because people like to gossip or because they like to talk about how awful a place this world is. I'm not sure if it makes them feel better after relaying yet another news story to me about abused animals, the latest string of robberies, or fatal car accidents. I'm not sure if it does, but it sure doesn't make me feel any better about the rest of my day.

On the other end of the spectrum, lately my social media feeds have been sprinkled with stories being shared under the topic of "faith in humanity restored." Whether it be a stranger finding an item in the grocery store that you were unable to find yourself, someone mailing a wedding invitation to the correct address because it was sent to them in error, or four young elementary school girls baking over 700 cupcakes to raise money for veterans, these "faith in humanity restored" posts sound like they are absolutely shocking to the people that have had them happen. Why? Because these aren't the type of stories we hear about, read about every day. We're not used to them. Therefore, when they happen they seem surreal.

Every day we are bombarded, force-fed, and put in a virtual choke-hold by stories about the bad. The stuff that makes us scared. The stories that make parents tell their kids, "see, you just can't be too careful anymore." Yet, at the end of the day, I choose not to be scared. I choose not to consume these stories. If I must consume them, I choose not to share them. Because why ruin someone elses day? I choose to not be scared or buy into this culture of fear we have allowed to become so prominent because I have seen, and witnessed first-hand the remarkable selflessness and kindness that this scary, scary world has to offer.

This is the part where I try and thank a group of strangers for taking me into their homes, treating me like family, and helping make my dreams come true. Couchsurfers, if you haven't figured it out yet, are some of the most special people in the world. And I am so grateful that I was able to become a part of this extraordinary community. So, if your Monday morning isn't looking so bright. And you absolutely need a reason to hashtag #FaithInHumanityRestored, this would be it.

Charlottetown, PEI:  Bob, you were my very first CS experience. While I was a little more at ease because I had my new friend Jana with me, you still made us feel right at home. When you were unable to host us for more than one night, that didn't stop you from offering up a list of tips and suggestions for the best things to do in Charlottetown. When we did finally meet up, we could immediately tell that CS is a passion for you. From your map on your wall with hundreds of pins poking out (to represent the places that all your couchsurfers have hailed from), to the guest book, right down to the crepe breakfast you made for us in the morning. I simply cannot thank you enough for making my first CS experience a positive one. I can say without a doubt that had this not been such a great experience I probably would never have tried to CS again for the rest of my trip. And that would have meant missing out on meeting the following list of incredible folks. So, Bob, thank you!

The most Eastern Point of Canada

Anne of Green Gables House, PEI

Antigonish, NS: Where? Sarah, Rufus, and Leydy took Jana and I in for a night when we were travelling in Nova Scotia on our way to Cape Breton Island. Another early CS experience that I could not have had go any better. We hung out and socialized, made dinner, and simply got to know one another. Again, the next morning we were treated to a home-made breakfast. Sarah, thank you for taking us into your home and sharing all your incredible travel stories.

Baddeck, NS: Allison hosted Jana and I as we were still travelling together at this point. Now, some of you may remember hearing a story that involved a moose. For those of you that haven't here's the short version: I almost hit a moose. Jana was excited to drive the Cabot Trail. But, since I was still shaken up from the whole moose encounter, I wasn't overly thrilled to spend a few hours driving around the Cabot Trail - two lane highway, lots of switchbacks and winding roads, lots of wildlife. Allison, however, convinced me that it was something that I needed to do without actually pressuring me. And I am forever grateful that she did because that drive, as shaky as I was at the beginning, helped me to get past those nerves but that drive also made for some of the most stunning pictures of my entire trip. Allison, for having me and your encouragement, thank you!

Stunning view of The Cabot Trail

Burlington, VT: Kristina was my first American CS host. I can truly say this was one of the first places that I walked into and from the word "go" it felt like we had known each other our entire lives. Kristina was an amazing host. I loved playing with her little fur-baby Nylah. From taking me on a tour of downtown Burlington, to recommending activities that I could do while she was at school and work, to virtually giving me free run of her apartment, Kristina was absolutely incredible. When you're on the road it's the simple things like being able to use a kitchen, or having an hour to sit and watch TV, that make you feel like you belong. I cannot thank you enough for that. Furthermore, I can also say that I have done something "very Vermont" and that is: going apple picking. Thank you Kristina!

Kissimmee, FL: I've gone on and on over Facebook and in person about the family that literally made one of my biggest dreams come true. Ever since I can remember I've wanted to go to Disney World. This was the number one reason why I was excited to be in Florida and I went in knowing that this excursion was one that was going to break the budget. Yet, somehow, I'm not quite sure how, I lucked out. I beyond lucked out. But I'm not sure there is a better word to use. April, Joe, and their daughter Ana hosted me in Kissimmee. They not only fed me home-cooked meals, took me to Gatorland, and welcomed me into their home. These strangers. These three people that I had only known a couple days, have left a memory with me that I will have my entire life. A story of true selflessness that I am still absolutely taken back by. These are the kind of things that happen to other people. The kinds of things you hear about. April made it possible so that I could go to Disney World for free. Just thinking about it right now I get goosebumps. Because I remember, as twenty-five year old, walking through the gates and choking back tears of disbelief that I was finally in this magical place that I had only been able to dream about. And this amazing family made it possible. April, Joe, Ana for your hospitality, kindness, and just all around incredible humanity, thank you.

Ana and I at Gatorland

The moment my dreams came true.

When I was in Kissimmee, I also stayed with a fun CS host named Roan. Since April and her family had a friend coming to visit from out of town I wasn't able to stay with them my entire time in Florida. Roan was the second host that opened up her beautiful home to me. Roan took me for my first ever Panera Bread experience, we went for frozen yogurt, saw a movie, and she took me to something called "Nerd Night". I had such a fun time with Roan and it was so nice to do some "normal" activities for a couple days rather than playing tourist all the time. Thank you for showing me around and for having me Roan! 

St. Louis, MO: Allie, Allie, Allie. The most patient host of all. It was on the way to STL that my phone decided it wanted to self destruct. Frantic and frustrated I communicated with her via e-mail (on my laptop, when I was stopped at a rest-stop in Iowa that had wifi - because rest stops in Iowa have wifi, FYI). After a nine hour day of driving and two more hours spent at the most useless Apple store I have ever encountered, I showed up to her place defeated. Without a word I was handed a glass of wine. And in that moment, I knew we would be friends. Allie was an amazing host. While I was only there for two days. And spent a lot of that time in self pity dealing with my first-world-problems, Allie managed to distract me long enough by taking me for a private tour of The Fox Theatre, to one of the sculpture gardens in STL, to an art museum, and for a delicious lunch at Fitz's. For being incredible, patient, an amazing tour guide, and great host, thank you Allie! 

In Front of The Gateway Arch

Exploring STL

 Birmingham, AL: Easily one of the most memorable CS experiences I had on my trip. Sonny and Michael were hospitable. They included me in various events that they had already committed to - a piano concert at the art museum and a symphony performance. As well, Sonny showed me some of the sights like The Alabama Theatre, Vulcan Park, and a delicious little bakery. While we may have had conflicting views on some of those "hot button" issues like politics, religion, race, etc., I am grateful for the experience and most importantly, am at a loss for words at being able to experience The Civil Rights Museum in Birmingham. Still, a much better way to spend an afternoon than at those botanical gardens you were pushing for. Thank you for your hospitality, and a truly educating experience. 

A view of Birmingham from Vulcan Park

New Orleans, LA: Lasting impressions. My experience in NOLA can be summed up in those two words. My host Sara and her two roommates - Jamie and Kat are just all around outstanding human beings. These three girls made me feel right at home. They opened up to me about experiences in their lives and in Nola, especially during Katrina. Sara took me around and played tourist with me on her day off. We explored, or trespassed rather, the famously abandoned Six Flags, we had a sobering experience driving around the Lower Ninth Ward, and she took me to experience my first ever Hand Grenade - a famous drink served on the equally famous Bourbon Street. It would be impossible to sum up the lasting impressions I have from this stop. But these three girls, my hosts, made it what it was. And for that I am grateful. You may also want to keep an eye out for these three as they're all actresses and if their acting skills are what I suspect them to be (awesome) and anywhere near as on par with their incredible personalities, it will only be a matter of time before you spot one of them on your own television. Thank you Sara, Jamie, and Kat for a truly memorable experience! 

Enjoying a world-famous Hand Grenade!

Abandoned Six Flags, NOLA

Edmond, OK: Kortnee is the epitome of hospitality. Her boyfriend Ethan and her took me in short notice for a single night. That night also happened to be (American) Thanksgiving. Without hesitation they had me join them for dinner and truly made me feel like part of the family. Kortnee, being the selfless person that she is, also gave up her own bed for the night and slept on the couch so that I could have a bed to sleep in. It doesn't get any kinder than that. Since I met Kortnee and Ethan back in November, they've gotten married and I love keeping up to date with their lives via social media. It may have only been one night but it was a fantastic one with plenty of positive memories. Kortnee and Ethan, thank you for your kindness and letting this Canadian girl take part in your Thanksgiving feast! 

Wichita, KS: Before we had even met, one of the first things Case messaged me was that the day I would be arriving was $3 martini night at their favourite karaoke bar, would I be interested in going. My response: I think we just became best friends. Wichita was one of those stops that I made that kind of confused people. Why Wichita? Well, why not. I met some incredible people, made some incredibly fun memories, I was able to explore an extremely cool museum, and I got to discover one of my favourite zoos. Wichita might not be the first destination on your wish list but because of my incredible hosts - Case, Logan, and their pup Sebastian, it was an absolute blast. Thank you for having me guys! 

Swift Current, SK: Back in Canada and on the road again - this time heading west. Emily was my first host on the second leg of this journey. I remember my night in Swift Current and my brain wants to say that it was a holiday. But, really, it was just Superbowl Sunday. As we watched Seattle absolutely destroy Denver, I sat around the dinner table with a family I had just met. Hours after meeting and I was being welcomed to Sunday-night family dinner as if I had known this family my entire life. For making me feel like part of the family and a great experience in SK, thank you Emily (and family)!

Missoula, MT: As I get further and further down this list I realize that I've wanted to start almost every section with "this was one of my favourite places/experience/hosts". And it's not untrue. But clearly, I can't just be throwing around the term favourite for everyone. That just goes to show how incredible these people are that I was lucky enough to meet. And Brenda and Austin are no exception. Home-made dinners from scratch, game nights, wine tastings, and cuddles from their fur babies - Ruby and Dee are some of my highlights from this stop. However, one of the funniest/classic Lauren moments happened when I was with Austin and Brenda as well. These two were so excited by my trip and my goal to hit every state that they went out of their way to drive me to Idaho so that we could go hiking to the hot springs and so that I was able to check another state of my list. Great idea. Let me skip past the details and outline a valuable lesson I learned: Ugg boots are not meant for hiking in the mountains. Or anywhere. Or anything that requires traction, really. I may have ended the day absolutely covered in snow and with a little bit of a limp and sore knee, but I would do it all over again. Brenda and Austin, thank you for an incredible stay, for your friendship, and for making me feel welcome. I am so grateful to have met two incredible people like you! 

Ruby and Dee

Laramie, WY: Laramie was another one of those "why here" places. People are kind of confused. They've never heard of it. And to be honest there wasn't a TON of exploring to do. But, it's not always about playing tourist. It's about experiences. And people. And John and Candace are two absolutely incredible people that I was fortunate enough to meet. I also got to know their four, four-legged friends pretty well too, Suda, Baxter, Maggie and Toby. Candace, John, and I shared some delicious meals, I got a private tour of the fire house, and had the privilege of being with them when they announced that they were expecting! Just this past weekend, I was excited to learn via Facebook that Candace gave birth to their son, Jude and I couldn't be more excited for them. But really, I couldn't be more excited for their son because I know he was just brought into a family with two of the most incredible people. Candace and John, congratulations and thank you! I'm anxiously waiting for updates on baby Jude! 

Toby, Maggie, Suda, Baxter

Albuquerque, NM: I had zero expectations for New Mexico. And the great thing about having no expectations is that that makes it incredibly easy to walk away having an positive experience. My stay in ABQ was just that. My hosts Elisa and Getty are awesome. They took me out for some authentic New Mexican food, then got to laugh at how intolerant I was of the spice. We spent a night under the stars hanging out in the hot tub, and these two even put up with my extreme tourist day of driving around the city to take pictures of the Breaking Bad filming locations. I had such an outstanding time with these ladies I would go back in a heart beat. Thank you both so, so much for being such incredible hosts and tour guides! 

Java Joe's/Tukko's Headquarters (Season 1)

Hank and Marie's House

Dog House Drive Inn

Walter and Skylar's House

The Car wash

Jesse's House

Roswell, NM: You'll know when you get to Roswell because as soon as you arrive within city limits absolutely everything is alien-themed: the street lights, the decor on various buildings, even the McDonalds is in the shape of a UFO. That's commitment. In Roswell I stayed with Karen whom lived just outside the city on a small piece of land. Karen had a unique place in that I got there to find some unexpected roommates - chickens, a baby goat, and two llamas. Also staying with Karen at the same time were three other CSers. Together we had a blast. Making homemade dinners, visiting with the animals, and we even took a day trip to Carlsbad Caverns. Karen, thank you for having me and all your expertise in the area. If it was not for you, I never would have discovered the White Sands National Monument - one of the filming locations for TRANSFORMERS! 

UFO Museum in Roswell

Average Store Decor (Walmart)

Carlsbad Caverns

White Sands National Monument

St. George, UT: Laura hosted me in St. George and from the moment I arrived Laura wanted to make sure that I saw absolutely everything that I needed to see. She took me for a tour of the town, we walked around the older parts and saw the museum grounds. Then she took me up to climb some rocks - which is always a little nerve-wracking for a clumsy person like me. She took me to the Dixie rock and then gave me a list of things I should see or do in the area and Zion National Park happened to be one of those things. Along with making sure I didn't miss out on anything in St. George, Laura made a couple of delicious home-cooked meals. Laura, thank you for having me and being so eager to show off your city!

Rock climbing in St. George

Dixie Rock

Hiking at Zion Nat'l Park

Fresno, CA: Josh, Tachnee, Jade, Rambo, Lucifer and the snake, yes even the snake, I had an absolute wicked time. From getting to crash on a Super Mario themed bed, to having my first girl scout cookie experience, to exploring Fresno with you guys I thoroughly enjoyed myself. It's funny how in one stop the memorable experience is a renowned tourist attraction and in the next it can be something as simple as going for dinner and drinks at a favourite restaurant. One of the very few regrets I have of my entire trip is not asking Josh to tattoo me (he's a tattoo artist, and absolutely incredible at that). If you ever happen to be in Fresno and are looking for a place to get a tattoo, Josh is your guy (Sins of The Flesh). Thank you so much for having me! 

Being all touristy outside The Tower Theatre in Fresno, CA

Medford, OR: Josh and Chelsea are both CSers. When I was planning my stop in Medford I sent them both a request (not knowing that they are a couple and live together). Chelsea replied and when I arrived I got two for the price of one. Which was a true deal for me. These two are absolute gems. And they take great pride in belonging to the CS community. My two night stay in Medford started with trivia night, then a quick trip and exploration of Ashland, OR - where these two tricked me into drinking some "natural" water. We then took a day trip out to Crater Lake where I saw some of the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen. My stay ended with a movie night. I am absolutely lucky for getting to meet these two hosts and for the kindness they showed to me. Everytime I hear Johnny Cash's "I've Been Everywhere" and he gets to the part about Crater Lake, it will always remind me of you. Thank you Chelsea and Josh for everything! 

Crater Lake

Portland, OR: Three nights that feel like yesterday. My time in Portland was phenomenal. My hosts Larissa, Angela, and Rex along with the beautiful Zara Jade (fur baby), were an absolute blast to hang out with. Again, it felt like I had known these girls my entire life. They made me feel like I belong and included me in everything that they had already had planned - including Angela's birthday. These girls are an amazing group to hang out with and I was excited to learn that they are planning their own cross-country trip. I'm excited to see where your adventure takes you and hope that you get to meet as many amazing CSers as I did. Thank you for absolutely everything and for the most memorable experience of all - The Mascraigger.

VooDoo Doughnuts, a Portland Fave!

Birthday Festivities

Kelowna, BC: Back in Canada, my last CS stop of the journey. Danielle and Johnny accepted me into their home in the blink of an eye. These two are another group that you just know CS is a big part of their lives. So much so that they need to keep a calendar in the kitchen with the days they have guests staying with them blocked off. During my stay I got to explore one of the most beautiful cities in Canada, in my opinion. Whether it was hanging out by the water front or driving around the mountains every sight is spectacular. I also was able to do one thing I have never done before and that was wine tastings at the famous wineries. I had an excellent experience in Kelowna. Thank you Danielle and Johnny for having me! 

Mission Hill Winery

Summer Hill Winery

To this day, there are many people in my life that still don't understand the concept of Couchsurfing. Yes, it's free. Yes, it's essentially staying at a strangers home. But most importantly, yes, it's awesome. After writing this post and reliving the incredible experiences I've had and the even more incredible people that I've been fortunate enough to meet it becomes absolutely clear to me that I am the lucky one. These strangers that took me in and treated me just as much like a member of their family as any one member of my family has. I am astounded at the kindness of strangers. I am overwhelmed at the hospitality. And I am grateful to become part of a community of such selfless people doing good for no reason. Thank you, each and every one of you for helping make my dreams come true.

Faith in humanity restored. 

Special Occasions: Part 1

"How is everyone doing this evening?"
"Good, thank you. And you?"
"I'm good thanks. Can I start you all off with something to drink?"
*Table places drink orders*
"Perfect. I'll be right back with those. And are we celebrating anything special this evening?"
"We are actually, Lauren is here visiting us from Winnipeg."

Lauren from Winnipeg. Our Couchsurfer from Canada. Whatever the role was I was playing that day, it just so happened that I also got the privilege of playing the role of the special occasion. And that never happens. Whether it was a waitress walking away wondering where Winnipeg was, or why a person from Canada would visit their town, I was a special occasion.

Some of you may have gotten the impression that I was done with this whole North America Project thing. And I could see where you may have gotten that idea. I mean, it has been over a month since my last post. And that can be explained very easily. I've been sitting around, procrastinating writing these posts because, as I prepare to write this series of posts it becomes clearer and clearer that this amazing journey I have had is coming to an end. A reality I have been refusing to accept.

Over the last year or so you've read posts about some of the amazing places, people, and experiences I've met, visited, and had. While I always tried to bring my selfless hosts and incredible memories to the forefront, it has been impossible for me to thank and write about absolutely everybody. For that reason, I decided weeks ago that these next three posts had to be written. It's time to pay tribute, and formally thank all the people and furry friends that made my incredible journey even remotely possible.

On that note, I pay tribute and thank the friends, family, and friends of family or friends that took me in.

Kenora, ON: the brand new Macek Family cabin. The first stop on my trip. And a great way to start nonetheless. I got to spend my last few nights around some of my favourite people in a place that is just as beautiful. For allowing me to start my journey and for showing me incredible support along the way, thank you Steph, Bryce, Brynn, and the entire Macek family!

Ajax, ON: Sylvia, Alexa, and Ben. We spent an afternoon in the sun playing in the backyard. Alexa and Ben showed me all their toys and played games with me while Sylvia and I got a chance to catch up. One of the most memorable girls from my high school in Winnipeg - even though it had been close to a decade since we last saw each other, Sylvia didn't hesitate on finding time in her busy schedule to fit this girl in for an afternoon play date! Thank you!

Toronto, ON: Lauren and I (no, I'm not referring to myself here), worked together at a pottery studio in Winnipeg back in 2008-2009. When she heard that I was coming to town she selflessly offered up the futon in her Toronto apartment to me. Again, it had been years since we had even spoken but that didn't stop this young lady from taking me in. And while she was busy with her own life - looking for a new job, plans for a friends birthday party, she selflessly gave up a few days to spend showing me around Toronto. Lauren showed me the subway and street car. She took me to the major touristy destinations. And I still, to this day, use the Blue Banana bag I bought with her at Kensington market. Lauren, Thank you!

Clare and I worked together for a couple of months at Starbucks in Winnipeg. We had always known the same people. And known of each other. But prior to Starbucks, I knew her brother - whom I went to The University of Winnipeg with, better than Clare. After only getting to know Clare a few months she moved to Toronto. When I was in town, she sacrificed a lengthy to-do list on her last night in Toronto (before she was moving back to Winnipeg) to have me over and show me a night out. I'll never forget the ringing in my ears after leaving the bar she took me to. I'll also never forget what a fun-filled, adventure we had together. Thank you Clare!

Burlington, ON: Brittany and I only spent a few months at the same school in grade 9 before she moved to Ontario. Somehow, the special people in this world still prevail. Brittany and her pup Toby, as you've read in previous posts, hosted me at her home not once but twice. The first time we spent exploring Burlington and took a day trip to Niagara Falls - where I also got to experience my first ever wax museum. The second time I stayed with Britt it was a couple days of R&R before heading back to the states. Brittany, for opening your home to someone that you hadn't seen in a decade, I am forever grateful and have a handful of fun-filled memories I'll cherish for the rest of my life. Thank you.

Manotick, ON: Just outside of Canada's capital city, Ottawa, my grandpa and Anne live in a house that I haven't seen since I was maybe four or five. They excitedly took me in, with only a few days notice, and filled my agenda with everything and anything you could ever hope to do and see in and around Ottawa. Thank you for having me, and for keeping in touch the entire way!

Halifax, NS: One place I've never been in my life and one of the first places I truly felt like a fish out of water. No contacts. No idea what to expect. Ann, her boys - Evan, James, and Geoff, and two cats - Max and Felix, took me in having never met me before. Ann knows my grandpa's Anne and she took me in over nothing more than the word of another person. I am, to this day, grateful for the kindness of your family. I have nothing but positive memories of Halifax. A place that I would have otherwise been all alone. And at an early time in my trip when a potentially negative experience being alone could have turned me around right back to Winnipeg, I am so grateful. A few things will always remind me of Ann and her boys - Candy Crush, Glee, and Pirates of The Caribbean. Thank you for the amazing experience and your selfless hospitality!

St. George, ME: Again, friends of my grandpa and Anne, Edith and Steve took me in and treated me like family. They allowed me to spend a few nights at their beautiful cottage - not to be confused with a cabin because their cottage resides on a body of water. I loved trying new foods and taking in the beautiful scenery that Maine has to offer. Thank you Steve and Edith!

Minnetonka, MN: Amber is one of my best friends. Due to the fact that she lives in Minnesota, we don't get to see each other as often as we'd like. However, my friendship with Amber is one of those rare ones. The amazing ones. We can go years without seeing one another. But the moment we're in the same room, it's as if we've never been apart. When Amber and her house hold consisting of: her sister Ashley, Ashley's fiance Paul, roommate Cam, and three little pups - Izzie, Lexie, and Bear took me in for a couple weeks it was one of the highlights of my trip. Not only was I able to spend more time with my friend than I ever had before, but I was also able to play tourist in Minnesota - tourist activities that didn't involve a trip to Mall of America, as most Winnipegger's heading to MN usually would do. Having a full house already, I am beyond grateful that I was allowed to extend such a lengthy stay with such a great group of people. For having me, and letting me be my absolutely goof-ball self, thank you!

Fargo, ND: A lot of planning goes in to setting up a surprise as big as the one that I pulled off at Christmas - surprising friends and family by showing up in Winnipeg. Casey, Cyndi, and their pup Henry hid me away in Fargo leading up to my arrival in Winnipeg - while everyone else I knew thought I was in Colorado. Thank you for having me, and helping me pull off a Christmas Miracle!

Lorette, MB: As with Cyndi and Casey, my friends Meagan and JP and pup Jasper allowed me to hide at their house in Lorette until the moment was just right for the surprise to happen. I could not have done it without you! Thank you so much!

Brandon, MB: After the holidays, on my way back out of Manitoba I had to make a pit stop in Brandon. Some of the best people I know live there. I got to spend a couple fun-filled nights with a group of girls that I don't get to see very often. And my friend Katie, an amazing friend, let me crash at her place. Katie, thank you so much for having me. And all the girls in Brandon, thank you for making every trip a fun one!

Golden, CO: Edith, James, Ellie, Greg, and Juno, you are another one of those amazing families I've been talking so much about. You took me in, short notice, on nothing other than the word of a friend. I got to explore more places than I could possibly list, I got to watch the Team Canada Olympic hockey games, and most of all, I got to act like a kid for a little while. And it was (somewhat) socially acceptable. I have nothing but fond memories of Golden and Denver and that is solely because of your kindness. Thank you, all of you, for the incredible memories!

Avon, CO: Lise is one of the kindest people you'll ever meet. Ever. We went to high school together, were on sports council together, and whenever I'd bump into her around the city she was nothing but kind. Turns out, Lise decided she wanted to marry a boy from Texas and move to Colorado. Lucky for me, I managed to reconnect with her and they took me in as I travelled through Colorado. A lot of people might ask, what is there to do in a ski-resort town for someone that doesn't ski, doesn't snowboard, and is an all-around winter-sport klutz? Well, there's not a lot. But Lise and Bryan helped me find enough places to explore, drove me around some of those terrifying mountain roads just so I could get some amazing photos, and spent some down-time together watching the Olympics. Lise and Bryan, and my furry friends Charlie and Arthur, thank you for offering up your home and for being such amazing hosts!

Mesa, AZ: When I grow up I want to "winter" in Arizona. This year, I got to do just that. My aunt and uncle spend a few weeks in Arizona during the winter and offered me a place to stay while I was in town. It was a nice change of pace from the usual "winging-it" style I had come to know. With them, we actually had home cooked meals, went out exploring with purpose, and I even got to take advantage of some of the amenities - hot tub, pool. Don't get me wrong, I clearly loved the winging-it parts of this trip or I would have never survived. But, seeing some familiar faces, knowing I had a bed to sleep in for a few nights and was able to take advantage of all the luxuries, it was a welcomed change. I am so grateful for the opportunity. Thank you Auntie Dorothy and Uncle David!

Garden Grove, CA: In the heart of the OC, not more than fifteen minutes from any ocean side beach, a few more family members took me in for a week. I've been calling them my aunt and uncle because it's easier that way. But they're really my grandma's cousins. No matter the relation, they're truly selfless people. Whether it was showing me around, suggesting which beaches to visit, a night out to dinner, or laughing at my ridiculous sun burnt legs after I fell asleep on the beach, I had such an incredible time and amazing first taste of what California had to offer. It is because of these two incredible people. Alice, Tom, and Yuki, thank you!

Coquitlam, BC: Sarah and I went to the same high school in Winnipeg. We were never best friends. We never called each other up to hang out. We were on the volleyball team together one year. We got along. But we were never super close. That's why, I am astounded at the kindness Sarah and her fiance showed to me. When I posted on Facebook that I was looking for a place near Vancouver to crash for Easter Sunday, without hesitation Sarah took me in. I had a blast at dinner with Andy's family. And it might be one of my favourite memories of my entire trip. I am so grateful that we have managed to keep in touch over the years - not just because you let me sleep at your house (haha), but because it's this kindness, and people like you and Andy that are worth keeping in touch with. Thank you!

Vancouver, BC: I said it before, I was never a huge fan of Vancouver. I know, I'm the only person in all of Canada. But I can say that I've left, this time, with a better taste in my mouth. It might have something to do with the incredible home-cooked meals miss Kacie made. Or the delicious Greek dinner Steve's family hosted. It could be the bagels we enjoyed at Granville Island. Or the delicious fudge picked up at The Capilano Suspension Bridge gift shop. It could have been any of those things. And before you start to think that all I did in Vancouver was eat, let me just clarify: it was a positive experience because I was surrounded by great people. Kacie and Steve, thank you so much for having me at your beautiful apartment and taking me around Vancouver. For letting me play tourist and sometimes dragging you along. Thank you!

Banff, AB:  In early September I stayed at my very first hostel in Moncton, NB. It was there that I met Jaimi-Lee. A fearless Australian girl that is travelling the world, one continent at a time. As my luck would have it, she had stationed herself in Banff for a few months to work during the "snow season" - or what we Canadians call winter. Nonetheless, Jaimi-Lee offered up her couch immediately when I told her I was going to be in the area. Since Jaimi-Lee was working I didn't get to spend much time with her but that didn't stop her from suggesting the most amazing and beautiful places to visit in Banff. I am truly grateful for your hospitality Jaimi-Lee. Thank you and safe travels on the rest of your adventures!

Grande Prairie, AB: Erica is one of the most inspiring, hard working people I've ever met. She works full time, she is a trainer for a hockey team in town, she runs various biking and running groups and yet she somehow still manages to have a social life, work out more than anyone I've ever met, and take in this rogue gypsy. When Erica offered me a place to stay it was followed by the question of would I be interested in barbecuing the night I arrived. Asking someone that has been on the road for months on end most of the time scrounging to even cook in a kitchen if they'd be interested in BBQ-ing is like asking a child if they want candy. The answer is yes. Always yes. As you already read, Erica has a full schedule. Yet, she somehow managed to find time to hang out with me and show me around. Her friend Jesse also took the time to take me out quading and shooting, one afternoon after work when Erica was busy. And yes, that would be shooting guns. I am so grateful that there are people like Erica and Jesse in this world because they are the type of people I want to be around. The ones that can find fun, and something to do in any situation no matter how few "attractions" there may be in a city. Jesse and Erica, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for such a great experience in GP!

Edmonton, AB: Much like Jaimi-Lee, I met Jana in Moncton last September. You may recall reading about our adventures in PEI together. Jana is such an easy-going, kind person. She took me in, even though she already had some friends staying with her at the same time. Her entire extended family also made me feel right at home when we went out to "the farm" for her cousins birthday. I had a truly unforgettable time in Edmonton and similar to my time in Minnesota, this trip did not include a trip to West Edmonton Mall. Jana, thank you to you and your family for showing such kindness and hospitality!

Camrose, AB: a few months back I followed along on Facebook as one of my favourite families packed up and moved from Teulon, MB to Camrose, AB. I've known The Carters for years. Played softball with two of three daughters, and you may remember a special man named Mason that made an appearance in an earlier post. Similar to Grande Prairie, Camrose doesn't boast a ton of tourist attractions. But that didn't stop me from spending a fun-filled two nights with The Carters. For the tour of Camrose, the dinner at one of my favourite restaurants that no longer exists in Winnipeg, for taking me in and for being a piece of home away from home, thank you so much to the entire Carter family!

Strathmore, AB: If plans had worked out, this would say Calgary, AB. But, sometimes things don't go quite as planned. When my accommodations for Calgary fell through last minute and I exhausted every possible alternate plan, I reluctantly decided that it was a sign. I was going to spend the night in my car and then pack up and head as far as I could on the way back to Manitoba the next morning. Then I heard from Taya. Taya and I played softball together for one year. We played against each other for many. But truly only got to know each other over our season together in 2007. I hadn't seen Taya since 2009 but when she heard about me being stranded in Alberta, she and her husband Jeff invited me to spend the night in their beautiful home. I'm not over exaggerating. When I pulled up I thought I was entering a castle. But all architectural feats aside, the kindness in the final hour of my pity party is absolutely why Taya is one of the most selfless people I've ever known. Taya you're such an amazing person and the world needs more of you. Jeff, it was a random way to meet, but I wouldn't change it for the world. For your kindness and life-saving skills, thank you!

Brandon, MB: And just like that I'm almost back to where I started. After ten hours of strait driving to get from Strathmore to Brandon, I pulled up at The Robertson household and was welcomed with open arms - but then we had to keep it down because Boston (Bruins) was playing. To a family that has taken me in countless times over the years it would almost be an injustice if this journey hadn't ended with you. For always giving me a home away from home, even if it's only a couple hours away, thank you!

If you've managed to get through all of that, you may be wondering what happened to all the other cities I stayed in. How about all those other people and places that I mentioned in earlier posts. Well, if you have a little patience, I'll let you know.