Once again, Tim and I slept in and missed breakfast in the dining room. When we went to the Park Car in search of lattes and pastries, we saw that one of our concierges was preparing yogurt parfaits. We each requested one, and her concoction of honey, Saskatoon berry chutney, and plain yogurt topped with granola was delicious.
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A Delicious Breakfast |
We introduced ourselves to our new concierges – Jennifer, Lauren, and Dori – and quizzed them about Winnipeg, where they had onboarded. We had arrived there after midnight, and I was disappointed not to have seen the city’s beautiful railway station, one of the largest in Western Canada. They described the station to me and proudly mentioned that Winnipeg is home to the Canadian Museum for Human Rights, the only museum in the world devoted to human rights awareness and education. That’s one more reason to plan a trip back to Canada.
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Lauren, Dori, and Jennifer |
I always enjoy talking with the staff wherever we travel, and these three women were so interesting and knowledgeable. I asked about the orange shirt pins they were wearing, and Jennifer explained the story behind the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, a federal holiday in Canada on September 30 that was established in 2021.
From 1874 to 1996, approximately 150,000 children from First Nations, Inuit, and Metis communities were sent to residential schools. In 1973, when a six-year-old girl wore a beautiful orange shirt to one of these schools, the shirt was taken from her and never given back. Since then, orange shirts, rooted in trauma and heartbreak, have become a symbol of hope, reconciliation, and a commitment to a better future. Orange shirts, shirt pins, and ribbons are therefore worn on the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, also known as Orange Shirt Day, to honor the Indigenous survivors of residential schools.
Canada is much farther along than the United States in formally recognizing the damage inflicted by these residential schools. Perhaps it’s a welcome coincidence that President Biden just established the Carlisle Federal Indian Boarding School National Monument as the 432nd unit in the National Park System. This proclamation, which "acknowledges the painful past of forced assimilation of Native children through the implementation of federal Indian boarding school policies," occurred just two days before I wrote this blog post on December 11.
I’ve also noticed that the Canadian companies we’ve encountered acknowledge with respect and gratitude the Indigenous peoples of the lands through which we travel. Statements by guides and on publications include a recognition of the stewardship of the Indigenous nations over these lands and waters, offer thanks for sharing these lands, and commit to fostering reconciliation. I wish companies in the United States would do something similar.
While Tim and I were in the dining room for another delicious lunch, I happened to look out the window as the westbound Canadian train was passing by. My photo is blurry, but I thought it would be fun to include it.
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Watching the Westbound Canadian Train Pass By |
Winnipeg marks the geographic boundary between the expansive prairies of Eastern Alberta, Saskatchewan, and Western Manitoba and the boreal forests of Eastern Manitoba and Ontario. This vast area east of Winnipeg is known as the Great Canadian Shield, a sparsely populated area of lakes, fir trees, and rocky outcrops. The farther east we traveled, the more lakes we could see.
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The Scenery Was Very Different Today |
Every afternoon we have been treated to beautifully prepared snacks and drinks of our choice. I have enjoyed all of them.
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A Different Snack Was Presented Every Afternoon |
The Park Car is restricted to Prestige class passengers until 4:00 pm, when other sleeping car passengers are permitted to join us. Although I’ve had great conversations with several of my fellow Prestige passengers, I have enjoyed interacting with the “lower class,” as they jokingly refer to themselves, even more. I especially related to a man from Sweden, with whom I compared our many train adventures. The other people that had joined him were from Germany and Austria. People from Australia and Great Britain were also well represented on the train.