canadian national exhibition | iphone scenes by lana pribic

When I was a little girl, the entire month of August was always spent at the CNE. You see, my parents, who have always owned a jewelry business, used to rent out a corner in the Arts & Crafts building every summer and sell their stuff. They made money from tourists who wanted their names on a piece of rice or skillfully bent silver wire. This went on for about 8 to 10 years, and I have so many memories from spending time there.

I eventually grew accustomed to the crazy ass crowds and was able to fearlessly take on any path.  The grounds acted as my jungle for the 18 day long CNE; I would wander alone for hours while my parents worked, and just check out all the different stands. Mostly I loitered the ones that sold dips, due to their free samples. I think that is when I got obsessed with garlic. I bought fudge almost everyday from the venders across from us, who now recognize me when they come to my school in the Fall. I got really into watching live wrestling one summer (super weird) and never missed a show. Another summer I got really into magic tricks and became pals with the magician. Sometimes I would make friends with the other children and we would run around in the "secret" back passages. Often, I would wander off and go watch people on the big scary rides and beg my mom to take me until she would finally take an afternoon off to do so.

I just wanted to go on the rides. When my parents stopped being vendors at the CNE, I stopped going every year.

Last night me and my American BFF, who I thought needed to soak in some serious Canadian culture, bought wrist bands and rode rides literally until we puked (or at least until we thought we were going to). It was so fun being back there after so many years, and I showed her all my childhood nooks and crannies. We went all out and got fudge AND mini donuts, but no Colossal Onion. Every ride was the worst ride ever, but we kept going on them over and over and over again. We belted out songs from Grease 2 and didn't care who was staring.

But actually, the Spaceship ride is the WORST ride ever. It was awesome, in a sick way.

Ah, to be a child again and scream your guts out just because.

All images processed with on the iPhone 5 with Snapseed and VSCO Cam.

PS: This is my 100th post. Whoa.

scenes from alberta | iphone by lana pribic

I am home from a much too short 8 day jaunt in Alberta where I spent only a few days in Calgary and 6 in Banff. I didn't do as much hiking as I wanted (blisters and partying overdrive are to blame) but I still had an amazing time. I think I am getting addicted to travelling my own country. I met the coolest Canada starry eyed kids and loved hearing what they had to say about their travels. It makes me proud to live here, I was seriously one of the only few Canadians in the hostel I stayed in.

Right now my body is recovering from the late nights and lack of sleep. It was worth it, but getting back onto the health highway is my priority this week. I have yet to go through my actual pictures, and I didn't take as many as I wanted to, but it was only because I was having too much fun in the moment. Plus, I love documenting with my phone.


Lauren and I had a super busy day. We went to the farmers market, bought amazing ice cream(seriously the best ever), I tried my first Saskatoon berries, we made jam with it, she showed me some of her favourite boutiques, we had a fish burger lunch, stumbled into Taste of Calgary, and we made a bad ass dinner and wondered why we didnt live together at school. I like Calgary.


Banff. Oh Banff. Bluest coldest purest waters. Fucking mountains mountains mountains Rocky Mountains.

So many Australians (like, at least 75% of the 'local' population). Funnest parties every. night. Local food and brews. Small town feel. Easy to ignore tourists. Travellers and backpackers coming and going on the hour. I loved it.

Pretty breathtaking, huh?

All images processed on the iPhone 5 using Snapseed and VSCO Cam.