My Recent Trip to Vancouver

My parents call us the Wacky Sisters. I was the older, more studious sister while my younger sister refused to jump through hoops to show how smart she was. I usually had my nose in a book and she usually had a teacher yelling at her to be more mature and pay attention. She made sure I lived outside of my own head. Friends have told us we have a “schtick,” which we pick up immediately despite being months or years apart. Growing up in Ontario, we were always together. With only fifteen months separating us, we walked to school together, hung out with a lot of the same friends, and had the same teachers. As adults, we live a six-hour plane ride away from each other, so being together in person is rare and special. <a href="https://medium.com/globetrotters/my-recent-trip-to-vancouver-631d0d338190">Website</a>