Since I have room in my bag after gifting what I bring from Canada—typically clothes, sweets, maple syrup and a few North American goodies—I do a bit of shopping in France.
“It’s temporary, anyway” was our private joke for a long time. We never really settled down the way many couples do because we had zero interest in doing so.
It took me about a week to resume life where I had left off.
As a Canadian abroad, you’re just responsible for introducing people to cities other than Vancouver, Montreal and Toronto and you’re only expected to speak of winter.
A little part of me still believes that if I try hard enough, Canada is the place to be for dreams to come true.
I’ll bite. I’ll give it another shot.
This is when, at the ripe old age of almost 19, that I realized that life is like the blank page of a book waiting to be written.
No matter whether you’re coming to celebrate Canada Day with us or if you’re reading this months or years after the event, here are a few more tips to enjoy your time in Canada!
If you haven’t met any of us abroad—we are easy to spot with the Maple Leaf on our backpacks—let me tell you with a hint of pride that we are pretty chilled.
“You know what I’ll miss the most?” I told Feng as the taxi was driving through São Paulo’s endless urban maze. “Strangers doing things together.”
I pause at the doorstep. It’s a bit overwhelming, really. Do we really live here? Do we really have a shower, a microwave, a TV, Internet access?
The date on the plane tickets we booked a little while ago is tomorrow. Christmas presents were unwrapped and now we are packing—packing for travelling. My favourite kind of packing, ever.
Seeing the thermometer stuck at -25°C isn’t what made me want to jump back on a plane. The breaking point had been reached earlier, at Toronto Pearson’s security checkpoint, the morning we arrived.
We each have our way of dealing with the transition from traveling to home. I am not good with transitions and I don’t want to linger in that state of uncertainty so I get busy.
“But… why Canada?” “Because that’s where we live?” Oh, kiddo… I don’t want to go home either. But that’s life.
My tan is already fading. I think so, anyway—it’s not like I have many occasions…
It’s ironic: everywhere I traveled in Latin America, locals told me how “lucky” I was…
It’s itchy. Like, really itchy. Will someone notice if I… I glance around me. At…
By the time you read this, we will be about to leave, already in the plane or maybe even landing. It doesn’t get more vague than that, I know.
These days, flying isn’t as fun as it was once with all the security regulations, and everyone has a “there was a kid on board…” hellish story. But really, it’s not that bad.
Mark’s clothes are stacked at the bottom of my backpack, I’m picking jeans and shorts…
Traveling from France to Canada in July is much less brutal than going from Nicaragua to Canada in February. Yet, there are still things that feel pretty awesome after any long trip.
Staying in a hotel is often one of the perks of traveling. You don’t have to do anything but check in (and pay). Towels and toiletries are provided, as well as a comfy bed with ten pillows (who sleeps with that many pillows?). If you are lucky, you may even get free newspapers and a good breakfast. Well, that’s the theory anyway. Sometime, it just doesn’t go as planned…
Ottawa is a very popular tourist destination in the spring and in summer and people come from all other the country to see what the national capital looks like. I have been living in Ottawa since 2002 so I know the city pretty well. Coming to visit this summer? Here are ten quick tips!
All packed and ready to go, we drove to Ottawa Airport this morning and learned that our flight to Toronto had been cancelled. Well, not just our flight—all the flights to Toronto. Apparently, approximately 600 flights have been cancelled at Pearson International Airport Tuesday afternoon because of the cold weather, thus Wednesday travelers like us were bumped for that Tuesday travelers could catch their flight.