My City

Snow capped mountains give way to sullen green hills, completely covered in tall evergreens, the hills roll until they meet a small harbour, along this harbour's eastern shore lies many rows of glass buildings reflecting the the water beneath. Dark red cargo cranes scatter the sea wall, loading cargo into the ships docked at the port, in the distance you can see the mountain ranges that surround the city on all sides, but the most breathtaking sight is the lone peak that dominates the southern skyline. Brand new airplanes, fresh from the factory, dot the sky while the seagulls circle the snacking tourists on the Ferris wheel along the board walk. Across the water you can see the ferries making their hourly route to the other side of the small inlet. But probably the most recognizable landmarks of my city stands bright white, an odd 600 feet tall, and seems to balance on a large pedestal. Can you guess my city?