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		<title>Evening Reflections Along False Creek in Yaletown Vancouver</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2026 11:28:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Returning Again This photograph was taken along the waterfront walkway of Yaletown, beside False Creek. The walk continues. Not just for one day… but for many days. With every opportunity I have, I return to this place.Not only to walk, but to stay close to the light. The Transformation of Light Because here, the light [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Sunset Walk Along False Creek in Yaletown Vancouver</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2026 09:34:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>A Walk That Continues This photograph was taken along the waterfront walkway of Yaletown, beside False Creek. The walk continues. Endlessly. Almost as if I’m trying to absorb more of the view… more of the moment. Taking It In When I’m alone in places like this, something changes inside me.There is always this spontaneous need [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Where Travel Finds Quiet</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2026 06:22:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When Travel Changes Direction Travel changes when you stop searching for noise. A Question That Follows You For years, I moved through cities with one question inside me: What does a human being truly need to feel at peace? Not luxury.Not excess.Not display. Clarity. A Place That Offers an Answer I found a version of [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Between Sky and Sailing</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2026 06:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When the Lens Becomes More There are moments in travel when the lens does more than record. It gathers parts of you. A Moment Above the Water This photograph was taken in Vancouver, as a Harbour Air seaplane was lifting from the water. Below it, a sailboat was moving quietly across the harbor. Two Worlds [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Travel Above the City</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2026 18:40:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When Travel Lifts You Some moments in travel lift you quietly. A Landmark in Vancouver The Harbour Centre has stood in downtown Vancouver since 1977. Designed by architect W. K. Noppe, it was built to be modern.Functional.Commercial. The View from the Top But its identity lives at the top. The circular observation deck — the [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Travel and the Quiet Water of Scotch Pond</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2026 17:46:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When Travel Unfolds Quietly Some discoveries in travel are not dramatic. They unfold quietly. A Simple First Impression I found Scotch Pond while walking through Garry Point Park in Steveston, Richmond. At first glance, it felt simple.Still water.Small boats.An old wooden structure resting at the edge. Nothing monumental.Nothing designed to impress. And yet, something held [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Travel Without a Reason</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2026 17:11:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When There Is No Destination There are days in travel when there is no destination. No schedule.No plan.No expectation. And still, I go to the sea. Returning to the Marina This photograph was taken in Steveston Village, Richmond, British Columbia. Another visit to the marina.Another quiet return. Traveling for Proximity I do not go there [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Travel, Time and the Quiet Boardwalk</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2026 16:02:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When Places Settle Slowly There are places in travel that do not impress at first glance. They settle into you slowly. A Path That Returns You The wooden boardwalks of the Shoreline Trail in Port Moody have become one of those places for me. I have walked there many mornings.And many evenings, after long circles [&#8230;]</p>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2026 19:44:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>A Place That Requires Time Some places in travel are not meant to be photographed quickly. They are meant to be approached slowly. A Memorial by the Water The Steveston Fisherman’s Memorial stands facing the water in Richmond, Canada. A tall steel needle rising into the sky. A Symbol with Meaning It is not abstract.It [&#8230;]</p>
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		<title>Standing Where Work Became Memory</title>
		<link>https://bounas.com/travel-reflection-gulf-of-georgia-cannery/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Thanasis Bounas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2026 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>A Place for Remembrance There are places in travel that are not meant for admiration. They are meant for remembrance. A Preserved Breath of Labor The Gulf of Georgia Cannery stands in Steveston like a preserved breath of labor. Wood.Salt.Industry. Figures That Speak The bronze figures outside do not pose. They speak of work. Fishermen.Hands [&#8230;]</p>
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