Oddly enough, the moment the train pulled into the Central Station and I got out of the gate, I felt like a local. The Central Station never changed, it was like an old friend waiting to welcome me back. I whipped out my Opus card (public transit cash card), and navigated the mazes of Montreal underground without hesitation, I might even have snickered a bit at some Torontonian tourists with their maps. And yet, a simply night of party made me realize how far I am from the every days of this city - new bars, new restaurants, little additions of park benches on streets here and there, even more patios now, and condos shooting up. Such a strange feeling to be so familiar yet out of touch.
On the day I was leaving Montreal, there was some festivals in the city as usual; passer-bys were in their colorful clothes excitedly skipping towards where the music and drums came from, brushing past me. I might have walked a bit stiffer than the local pace, or maybe it's the luggage rolling behind me, or it's probably just me feeling shunned for some reason. But definitely felt like the city pegged me as an outsider from there on.
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Changing Job - Again
Accepted an offer recently to move into a new role that I've wanted to try but for one reason or another never got to - timing is always a bitch. In this case it worked out and I get a short vacation before it all starts again - w000000t. Usually, I'd say, maybe I should maximize D3 time, but feck, I just realized that I am no longer into it anymore. Such an old fart now.
So 2 more weeks for me to Zen it... I have not yet planned what I should do... I should hurry. Maybe knock a few items off my bucket list, finally watch the original Star Wars trilogy, or something less nerdy. Haha.
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Changing Job - Again
Accepted an offer recently to move into a new role that I've wanted to try but for one reason or another never got to - timing is always a bitch. In this case it worked out and I get a short vacation before it all starts again - w000000t. Usually, I'd say, maybe I should maximize D3 time, but feck, I just realized that I am no longer into it anymore. Such an old fart now.
So 2 more weeks for me to Zen it... I have not yet planned what I should do... I should hurry. Maybe knock a few items off my bucket list, finally watch the original Star Wars trilogy, or something less nerdy. Haha.
awww...well, the Tdot always welcomes you back home. there's no stranger-greeting. only a 'welcome-back-home!' greeting that's always waiting here for ya! But one thing you'll always have over all other tourists to Mtl - is that you know the city like the back of your hand - there will always be new things popping up there, but the tried, tested and true will always remain..
ReplyDeleteyou've got 2 more weeks of FREEEEDOOOOMMM - take advantage of it! =)
Well - Tdot might be a temporary home too? Maybe one day there's another city to call home, who knows? :)
DeleteHome is where the heart is, not neccesarily where you live. Maybe finally you're in the transition period where Montreal isn't your home home anymore?
ReplyDeleteI don't consider London Ontario my home anymore either. That palce is full of students and white people. Also a lot more WT than there were a few years back.
Zomg Star Wars trilogy!!! Doooooooooooooooo eeeeeeeet!!!
Well I have to find copies of the trilogy first...... and I'm not downloading it, I'm sure lots of people have it...
DeleteWell, I only came to Toronto 4 years ago... but yeah, it is feeling more like home here.
I have Star Wars.
Deletemais tkt tu peux venir loger a montreal tout un week end pour bien en profiter et voir tes potes :)
ReplyDeleteJe t'invite a loger dans ces condo ils sont magnifiques! J'ai dormi deux nuits c'etait magique ^^
condos a montreal
Tu me diras ce que t'en a pensais! C'est tout au centre ville :P
Merci :D Ton ptit lien m'as bien servi. Une amie envisage de s'installer définitivement à Montréal et je lui ai donné ton lien. Elle est ravie et va passer les voir ! :D
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j'ai aucune idee si tu vas lire ca mais ca fait 10 minutes j'essaye de te trouver sur mon facebook (je m'en rappelle pourtant c'est la que j'avais trouver ton blog) puis je te trouve pus. bon, je voulais savoir de quel lien en plus. 15 minutes de frustration plus tard voici mon message dans la bouteille.
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