For the first 5 hours of my trip to Vancouver the prairies take hold of all the roads. The wheat fields almost look like a yellow desert encroaching every piece of land that you see. Sometimes I imagine how it must have looked two hundred years ago, populated by bison. Bison used to rule this land and now it is taken over by wheat. The land here is so flat that you can see for days, this is the bud of every joke made about Saskatchewan. It is golden, beautiful, and it is Saskatchewan.