The title refers, not to the Austrian Alps, but the Canadian Rockies. I only got a quick look at them through the airplane window on the way to BC last month, since Air Canada put me in the most middle of the middle seats, as far away from a window as you could get. They were quite majestic white and grey peaks rising out of the clouds. I didn't want to bother 3 different people to take a picture, but I would definitely like to actually visit them in person someday.
I did get a nice shot off of Wreck Beach in Vancouver though:
The flight coming into Vancouver was spent mostly sleeping, as much as was possible in such a constrained environment. One thing that amused me was that Air Canada called their seats in French "fauteuil", and the equivalent word in Romanian, "fotoliu", means "armchair". Those are definitely not armchairs.
Following that flight I got a connecting flight to Victoria, where I had an amazing time catching up with my wonderful friends.
Then I took the last ferry back to Vancouver, at 9pm, switched about three buses late at night to try to get from the ferry terminal in Schwartz Bay to UBC where I was staying, finally got lost somewhere in a residential area (that oddly enough, I was half-familiar with it from past visits, so maybe if I'd been more awake I would've successfully navigated it), got fed up and took a taxi to the rez. By that point I'd been awake for about 23 hours and just collapsed, and the small hard rez bed felt like a princess' four-poster bed with a down mattress.
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