In Oak Bay, my old neighborhood in Victoria. Big trees, close to the ocean, with side streets that would fill with dense, sea-air heavy fog that made you feel like you lived on a movie set. Some mornings you could taste the brine and feel your hair dampen when storms came in and trapped the air and humidity as soon as you left your house. Maybe (hopefully) in a year I'll be back, decorating a small apartment for Halloween and reliving those moments.
Please no.