I still remember the first time I saw them. I had just flown in from Florida a few days before to visit my girlfriend (who would later become my wife) and we were on the highway headed west.
The road reached a crescendo and the panorama caused me to inhale sharply. My eyes focused on the peaks of Banff for the first time and then slowly began to fill with tears. They were tears of sheer joy, and this is coming from a guy who grew up in the '90s with two older brothers. If you've got a trip on the verge of being booked in your other tab right now, understand that you're not just booking a flight. Know that you're booking the opportunity to stand in awe of something so grand that nothing mankind has built can even begin to compare - then pick the seats for your flight.