🇨🇦 Playing Tourist in St. John’s: A Rainbow Interlude

I’d dreamed of catching the first sunrise in North America at Cape Spear—but the foggy skies had other plans. ☁️🌫️ ("No golden hour? No problem.") So today, I surrendered to the moment. Dressed in my coziest outfit, I: ☕ Sipped local coffee in a laneway 🏠 Admired the patchwork rooftops from Signal Hill ⚓ Watched fishing boats dissolve and reappear in the harbor mist Around every corner: 🎨 Walls splashed with rebellious colors 🐱 A cat sunbathing on a porch 👋 Strangers waving like old friends ✨ And me—fully present, fully alive They call St. John’s "Canada’s most colorful city" (truth!). But its real magic? The easygoing rhythm—where time bends, and joy hides in plain sight. Today, I collected its whispers: The crunch of salt-kissed stairs, The laughter tangled in sea breeze, The way this town paints your soul without asking. Next stop: the open road. But first—one last hug for these rainbow streets. 💙 #CrossCanada #NewfoundlandDiaries #SlowTravel #SeekTheColor