The End...or Beginning?

As I sit here in Vanessa's house, almost packed, ready to jump on my bus to Buffalo Airport to take my flight home I realize....I'm not fully ready to go. For more reasons than I will explain here, I am actually sad to leave this Northern Country of LOONIES. Two of my best friends, Helena and Vanessa are here. Spending time after a year apart reminds me of our wonderful year together in England, and makes me not want to leave. All of my family should feel really special right now, because if it weren't for you, I might stay here for a bit longer.

Now Ottawa and Toronto are both great cities with different things to offer. That being said, I liked Ottawa a bit more, if just because everything is relatively close enough to walk, whereas with Toronto you have to take public transit. Toronto had a lot of culture which reminded me of San Francisco, and yet I still wasn't able to get good Mexican food here. That is not to say there isn't good Mexican food here because there probably is If you know me, you know that I could eat Mexican food every day of the week. So, when I get back, I'm just going to inhale some burritos.

I might update this blog with other life happenings, but for now, this is the end of my EPIC journey in Canada. I said The Beginning in the headline too, because of a certain someone with dual British/Canadian citizenship that will be sorely missed, and whom I plan on possibly traveling back to Canada to visit.

I will leave you with a couple of last pictures..some of the Canal, Helena, and my last night in Canada with my great new friends Warren and Kristen watching the Hockey game (there was an uproar when the US beat Canada, thankfully I wasn't in a bar):



It's been REAL, Canada!