The view from our private balcony finally appropriates the word: spectacular.
Try not to be awed by the endless untouched snow capped mountains whilst sailing north through a corridor toward the glacier which helped shape them.
The air is crystal clear; you can almost taste the blue that swirls from the ocean to the sky.
The Salmon—returning to mate—jump from the crisp calm waters, refocusing our eyes to a pod (or is it herd) of Orca. The Killer Whales wave their fins and splash their tales almost ignoring what must be a delicious feast.
I’m overwhelmed with the history and rich landscapes.
How is it possible to feel so insignificant and so enlightened at the same time?
What a journey of self discovery and inward reflection—surrounded by nature so magnificent and pure—I am alive.
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