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The city by the sea with the heart of a mountain.

Some cities are like mansions: magnificent and stately, instantly recognizable and influential. For those with power, living in these cities are a reward for their success, and they like to add to their city's grandeur, as though it were a trophy room. But such cities can also be prisons: imposing and exclusive, a constant reminder of all the things you'll never have.

Other cities are vehicles: sleek and powerful, always charging forward. People can improve them and polish them, and some can develop a deep understanding with their city, which gives them the competitive edge they crave. But even so, should they reach their goal, or find a better way to get there, the city will have hit the end of its usefulness to them.

But Halifax is neither of these... it's an environment. It's more than a city to explore, it's a city which needs exploration. It's a track upon which people race, and an understanding of their city helps them to improve their times. It's a gigantic playground, home to whatever adventure your imagination can find. It's a mountain full of alpine trails, designed so that beginners and experts alike can challenge themselves while enjoying the beauty. Halifax is not something to ride -- it's something to be ridden.

Like a wave.




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Canadian explorer. Chemist by training, biologist by nature. Long-time supporter and participant in National Novel Writing Month. Known as "Aquadeo" in most Internet circles. Also known as "that guy with the pants" to people who have seen me in certain pants.