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I arrived off the lovely Greyhound experience from Kelowna at 6am. Dealing with a time zone change, in addition to daylight savings caused a brain confusion that I hadn't planned on for my start in Alberta. I chowed down on some breakfast before venturing off to the hostel in town, and planning my time in Calgary.

Alberta = Cowtown Reunions

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2006-08-12 14:27:26

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indulge in a mouth watering version (still no cowboys on the scene I'm afraid!). I grabbed a beef dip sandwich and was reminded of Canadian meals that never made it into my life in England. The thinly sliced roast beef that is stuffed between wedges of bread, is served with a cup of it's own juices for dipping. This perfect Sunday dinner in the lonely downtown streets of Cowtown Standing over the city streets(aka Calgary) caused me to float back down memory lane, exept when I ended up back the hostel.

I had a couple of people in town to look up, one being my half sister Marina. Families can have such complicated history so I was nervous to meet up with her, although we had had a couple of coffees a few years earlier. When she called me I was already in my pjamas, but ready to book a time and place for a meal the next day. She invited me to stay with her so I was rather overwhelmed, but excited about this different kind of adventure on my trip. It was comforting to discover that she was unfamiliar with the area that my hostel was located, (the needle bin is all that sticks in my mind I'm afraid!) and the conversation flowed as if we had known each other for years. I soon put my head down in a comfy corner in her flat, and entered the long awaited land of zzzzzzz's.

As it had been night time when the bus drove through the Rockies, I was pleased to be driving towards Banff the next day. I expect it's the one Looking across the Saddle Dome from the Calgary Towerlocation that every Calgarian takes their tourist friends to, and with good reason. The mountains thrust up from the dry grasses and melting lakes, and the town was full of cafes and tourist shops. The price of a bed and day to day life is not very accommodating for a true backpacker, so this daytrip with Marina was appreciated even more. We forgot our bathing suits so we had to opt out of dipping into the hot springs, and we weren't really in a hiking ...