My very first trip to Canada took me to Ontario in October of 1995. Shortly before we had seen a video about the Indian Summer in English class and when my Dad took me with him to Toronto for a few days, all I wanted was to visit Algonquin Park.
So we rented a car for the day and went. It was all I thought it would be. Trees for miles, just us on the road with views of yellow and red coloured maple trees. I absolutely loved it!
In October of 1999 I went to Vancouver for the first time and discovered that Indian Summer was clearly a phenomenon of the East Coast. Nevertheless, the rain forest greenery quickly won me over.
Jena’s fall is different, it has a quiet charm. No Canadian shield vastness, but many little gems.