Banff is very pretty, somewhat quaint, but not much as Jackson Hole. It's surrounded by mountains, quite close in, mostly still with snow, but not on the ski slopes. It has a broad range of visiting nationalities: We have heard English in a variety of accents, including North, London, Scots, Ozzie, Kiwi, a variety of American and Canadian and even East African. Add in French both Canadian and European, a few other Euro-langues, Hebrew and then a variety of Asian like Hindi, Mandarin and Cantonese, and Tagalog, with some African languages and you have the salad that is Banff, and I suppose Canada.
Dinner: The Silver Dragon, on the third floor with a view of the mountains in a small downtown building. Order: A Kokonee British Columbian beer, then wor won ton soup, mu-shi pork with pancakes, and salt and pepper squid--with hot spices deep fried with white rice. We enjoyed it so much we will return tonight. We figure we can get caribou and elk in Edmonton or Winnipeg, but we aren't sure about good Chinese.
We had a good coffee at a local coffee shop this morning, Evelin's, which also makes sandwiches that we had later this afternoon along with more coffee because Unohu liked it so much. Got a bit of a ribbing from the barista and the sandwich maker; it was close to 4PM when we arrived for lunch.
We drove up to Lake Louise to see the blueness of the lake and the distant glacier. It lives up to expectations.
The glacier has receded significantly in the last 150 years but it is still impressive at 7 meters thick. It did NOT drop a piece off into the lake even though I thought about stamping my feet hard. I guess it just didn't realize the importance of seeing ice drop hundreds of yards. Shux. No matter how long we looked, it didn't drop.
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