First, the people.
I grew up in Detroit and we could see Canada from the shores of the Detroit River. Windsor is only a 15 minute drive over the Ambassador Bridge or a short trip through the tunnel under the Detroit River.
When I first started going to Canada I was expecting to be met by American attitudes, but I was wrong wrong wrong. Canadians are warm-hearted people and they do not share the same phobias of Americans. It made me realize why the Underground Railroad's last stop was Canada. African-Americans owe Canada a great debt.
The most interracial city in America is Seattle, Washington and that's because there are plenty of Canadians living there. When you hit Seattle, after you're amazed by Mt. Rainier, Mt. St. Helen, the lakes within the city, and the spectacular view, you look around at the people and DAMN .. is anybody here married to someone of the same race?
Canadians
Second, the architecture in Toronto. I could walk down Front St. in Toronto, which has to be the longest street on the planet, and do nothing but look at the buildings. there is nothing like it in America and i've been to New York, San Francisco, Chicago, LA .. can't compete with Toronto.
Third, Montreal. Beautiful women, french culture, beautiful women, excellent restaraunts, and beautiful women.
Fourth, the food. You have never tasted a potato until you've taste a Canadian potato. They don't put the same preservatives and genetically altered crap we put in and grow our food with. The food there is delicious. I used to drive to Niagra Falls through Canada, but I'd always stay on the Canadian side so I could eat the food.
Fifth, British Columbia. Talk about breath-taking. I visited Great Bear Rainforest there and DAMN. I was there during the salmon run and that was amazing. Do you have any idea how big a moose is? Bullwinkle's head must weigh 200 pounds. I will never forget hearing a noise in the brush, a loud grunt, then watching a gigantic moose emerging from the brush. That was amazing. Ever heard of a Kermode bear? I thought it was a polar bear, although it is actually a black bear.
Sixth, the Native People. I attended a Pow-Wow in BC and it was like a step back in time. The stories and culture was thought-provoking and deep. being part Ogala, I was hoping to find some there, there were none, but that didn't dampen my child-like wonder and fascination of the people. Looking into the eyes of native people is almost uncomfortable. There is such beauty and at the same time such sadness. Canada, although having it's own issues with treatment of native people, provided sanctuary for many indians escaping from the genocide and massacre in America.
Canada has provided sanctuary throughout its history, whether as an escape from slavery, massacres, or from ending up in Vietnam or Iraq.
Canada is a place of wonder