The sad truth of hours is that they never end. You know this too well, have experienced the constant drag of seconds, the slow turns of a clock. The days sprawl into each other, forming weeks that are shaped then into dull months. A year eventually passes — and the consequence is the unhappy realization that all you’ve accomplished has been… work. There was no adventure. There was no easy thrill. There was instead merely the cubicle routines and budget concerns. It was a tribute to all things tedious.
Such a tribute must now be ignored.
It is the beginning of a new year, the chance for resolutions you can actually keep: you will abandon your Seattle property management duties; you will flee the horrors of the housing market; and you will seek out the excitement you have been forced to deny. These are promises you offer to yourself, determined to see them each fulfilled.
But escaping the city proves itself to be difficult. There are too many obligations; there are too many concerns. You’re forced to the confines of the northwestern curve. Your career won’t let you simply… leave. So you must instead search for a quick release, a fast vacation.
Burnaby therefore becomes the only worthwhile choice.
Tucked easy miles from Seattle is a collection of hills and mountain shade, inlets and river sways: Burnaby — established in 1892 — is an offering of incomparable beauty. Settled just beyond Vancouver, its 38 square miles are filled to a satisfying geography. Stone and sea meet along the borders; and the result is an experience like no other.
Explore the Fraser River. Seek out the endless parks of the Burrard Peninsula. Trek the glacial designs of Burrard Inlet. And ski the challenging trails of Burnaby Mountain. It’s an immersion in nature that will please all — and shape those hours into far more appealing things.