I have. Hubby and I took 6 months off work in 1985 and using an around the world plane ticket we visited Hawaii and the western states of US, then north to Canada for 6 weeks.
We flew from LA to Calgary and drove ourselves around the Rockies for a week. We felt much less like aliens as soon as we began to drive. There was something about being in a Commonwealth country that was reassuring to us. Even the way people drove on the roads seemed more like Australia somehow, notwithstanding that Canadians, like Americans, drive on the other side of the road. The scenery was totally different though.
From Calgary we flew to Vancouver BC and spent a few days there, also taking a ferry across to Victoria. I was beginning to miss Australia by then and found myself in the Vancouver zoo talking to the kangaroos like a crazy person.
Then on to Winnipeg to stay with relatives of a Canadian friend back in Sydney. We stayed there for two weeks in their basement. It was late Summer (August) and from the tales I was told I wouldn't like to be there in Winter. They took us around and showed us things we would not have seen without them.
Next stop was London, Ontario, another basement*, this time belonging to a cousin of our Canadian friend. He took us to an Amish market and to Niagara falls. We also toured Ottowa to see Parliament House where I even got to shake the hand of Brian Mulroney, the then PM. It was election time and he was keen to shake everyone's hand.
From Ontario we visited Quebec City and loved it. I was a bit afraid that English speakers might have a bad time there but no, everyone was most gracious. We stayed in a small hotel and the manageress helped Hubby to write a postcard in French to send to the French teacher at the school where he was employed.
From Quebec it was down to Montreal. Montreal is about the same vintage as Sydney and the resemblance was striking. We have our harbour; they have the big lake. The buildings, especially the houses, looked very much like some Sydney suburbs. All up I think we spent 6 weeks in Canada.
By now homesickness has completely gone and we boarded a plane headed for the UK.
But that is a whole other story.
* We don't have basements in OZ.