A real Canadian experience on the Greyhound: my fifteen minutes in the Rockies

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It sounded like the stuff of which tourist guides are made. A short bus ride out of Calgary into the Canadian Rockies, a walk through the forest up into the hills, a dook in a hot spring looking out over the mountains, and back home for tea. Encouraged by a colleague and spurred on by the advice of the woman in the tourist information centre, I’d decided to use my second free day in Calgary to take a trip out to Banff and see some of the mountains for which the west of Canada is so famous. But as I was to learn, Canada was more like the north of Scotland than I could imagine.

I was to travel on a Greyhound bus, of the kind romanticised in films and books. These blue and white coaches criss-cross their way across North America, connecting places and the people within them. As…

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