Last summer, Andy and I attempted an epic adventure to Banff and Jasper. Said adventure never took off, literally, as we neglected to bring a passport for Carter and couldn’t get on the plane. However, our hastily thrown together Plan B to Glacier National Park turned out perfectly.
This summer – using travel credits from last year’s fail – we giddily boarded our plane to Calgary. The flight was smooth…until Carter got motion sick and threw up all over me as Andy frantically tried to catch barf in the flimsy barf bags. I smelled amazing going through customs.
After a cozy AirBnb night in Calgary, we finally made it to Banff. It was worth the wait. Continue reading “Finally, Banff.”