A young girl by the name of Dorothy once clicked her heels 3 times and said "there's no place like home". She's partly right, but I think taking a British Airways flight back to Kansas might have been a better way to go. The biggest hassle would've been the 8 hour layover but everywhere has Starbucks and WiFi so that time too would have passed. Get with the program Dotty.
The most important thing in life, they say (not sure who they are) is to never have any regrets and to that end my slate is clean. What a trip. I've met some wonderful people, granted I've met some utter morons too proving that they can be found everywhere.
But, Canada..(Pondering silence, reflective background music playing in my head), what a place and while I wile my last hours in this country away I can't help but think of what great adventurous step I may take from here. For anyone thinking of venturing over here, don't think of it as a step up, or down or even sideways. It's just a step. No better or worse than home. Although, the bread sucks. I cant wait to sink my teeth into some grinder my mother would say "T'would be a shame to toast that".
I wonder still if I had pursued what could've been my true calling as a Bella Swan lookalike would things have been different? Perhaps. Perhaps not. So I leave you now with the wise words of 2 young men from Colorado who breathed life into characters with their own perceptions of Canada in ways that I could not:
Female reporter: Do you really think you Danish can replace the Canadians?
Danish guy: Well, where we come from it's pretty cold too. We like hockey and nobody really pays any attention to us.
Female reporter: Nobody knows where Denmark is.
Danish guy: Right, so when you think about it, we're the Canadians of Europe.
(Parker, T et al, 2008, Canada on Strike)
