By: Noé Baudouin, SFU Student “Good morning passengers, we’re now 24,000 feet above ground on our way to Denver,” exclaims the pilot through the microphone. It is 11:35 a.m. and I am on my way to France to celebrate Christmas with my family. It’s funny to see Vancouver shrinking through the window of the airplane. What has been my playground for the past four months gradually fades away: Burnaby Mountain, Surrey, downtown Vancouver’s skyscrapers. Eventually, the whole of British Columbia vanishes as we enter the clouds. It is on this plane that I am writing these words. Seeing Vancouver from…
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