A Canadian Wonderland

Although most people's ideal vacation consists of laying on a tranquil beach, hiking up Mount Everest, or riding the most insane roller coasters on Earth, mine is quite different. I would start my ideal journey on the back of a large brown moose. This moose would carry me all the way to a small little cabin in Manitoba, Canada. Inside would be a large pile of freshly chopped wood and next to it a scruffily young lumberjack, wearing plaid of course. He and I would make delicious pancakes together with a pitcher of smooth maple syrup. Then afterwards we would walk a few blocks to a huge mall. We of course would partake in numerous hours of shopping. Then we would go back to the cabin. We would spread out a large comforter on the roof, lay on it, and look up at the stars. The Aurora Borealis would be clearly visible. Since I am interested in astronomy, I would be able to talk for hours about the legends of the stars. After our star-gazing, I would board the moose yet again and head for the nearest hotel. Obviously I was not going to be sleeping in a smelly old cabin. The next morning, I would board a train and ride peacefully all the way back home. I would also get some delicious complimentary peanuts, and I would cherish this memory for forever.