Showing posts with label missing the country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label missing the country. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

At the Drive-In


This past weekend we were in Peterborough, home of the Petes, Trent University, the Otonabee River and the Mustang Drive-In.

After a long hot day in the sun, we headed over to the Mustang to see Shrek 3 (or is it 4?) and Iron Man 2. The thing is, when you're at the drive-in, it's about the novelty of watching a movie in the middle of beautiful field, with the stars overhead and the crickets calling, the quality of movies isn't so important.

During intermission we went to buy sesame snaps and on our way back to the car we sang this song:



Apparently it comes to mind when we're at the drive-in. Strange... Does this happen to anyone else?

Needless to say, it was a great night.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

This city

As you may have realized by now, I live in Toronto. And it's cold here. Both the climate and the people (okay, a lot of the people).

Tonight when I was waiting for the 501 at Queen and Yonge, the city felt more aggressive and unforgiving than usual. It's raining, there were several ambulances and firetrucks screaming past and everyone at the streetcar stop seemed more irritable than usual. This isn't an uncommon scene for Toronto, but there was something different tonight. It felt more like Gotham City.

There are a lot of things I like about Toronto, but I'm having a hard time remembering what those things are lately. Maybe I just don't like cities or maybe I'm just not spending enough time with Toronto herself. Most of my time spent in the city is in the neighbourhood where I work (quite snobby, not very friendly) or on the TTC (where people are at their most miserable). Of course, the neighbourhood I live in is lovely and I adore my little apartment. It's my little haven in the city.

I grew up near Toronto and never thought I would live here. I much preferred the country when I was little, but somehow, here I am. I moved here for work, for love, to change my life, to challenge myself and so on. More and more I find myself thinking, why am I living here? Especially when I know there are places like this out there:

And this:

And this:


P.S. I have been to all of these places.
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