I used to live in Europe, and since I moved to Canada, I have realised that I very much took Europe for granted. It’s a big patchwork quilt of cultures, languages, and, importantly, food, where each country blends into the others in a delightful smear. There’s the ridiculously picturesque mountains of Switzerland, the crystal-clear glacier lakes of Scandinavia, the beaches of Croatia, and the cheeses of France. Whatever you’re into, there’s a place in Europe for you – even if you’re into something weird and obscure, like bell-ringing – and it’s all so close and easy to explore. You could go for a short walk in Belgium and accidentally end up in Luxembourg.
If I travel 4,000 miles west from where I live in Canada, I’m… still in Canada.
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