I hope you read that title while singing that awful Bran Van 3000 song in your head. If you didn’t, here‘s a refresher.
Well, I’m officially living in Toronto. It still hasn’t set in that I’m not going back to Regina anytime soon. My emotions towards that sentiment are difficult to explain. My emotions themselves are confused. I’m looking forward to finding a great job, living in a place that doesn’t have 8 month winters with -45 degree windchill factors, and exploring everything this city has to offer. On the other hand, I already miss my family and friends. I find myself going through old photos and videos on my phone and longing to be in a room with them. Did I mention it’s only been a week? To articulate the contradiction and surrealism of this situation is next to impossible. Physically getting here seems to have been the first step and now my future is just waiting to unfold.
My friend Leilah made the trip with me. Thank god, because that drive would have been a disaster on my own. We left Regina on Thursday (29) afternoon. We managed to make it to Dryden the first night. The drive to Ontario from Saskatchewan is boring – to say the least. It’s very straight, very flat, and very unappealing. There’s nothing to look at but the sky – which is beautiful, but like I said, boring. We were happy to cruise right through Manitoba. We entered Ontario at night so we were completely unaware of what we were about to witness. The next day we left Dryden bright and early. We hit the road and immediately were amazed by the beauty of northern Ontario. The Canadian Shield was just starting to peak. We took some pictures, including one of me attempting to climb one of these rock walls and subsequently falling and rolling my ankle.
The deeper we got into Ontario, the more beautiful it became. We stopped in Kakabeka Falls and made some sandwiches. That’s right, we planned this trip right down to the havarti and starburst. We had enough food to last all three days which I’m sure ended up cutting off at least 2 hours of potential stops that we would have made had we not had our trusty sandwiches. We made a few more stops, most of which were me slamming on the brakes and pulling over when we saw something that was just too gorgeous not to stop and take a picture of.
Friday (30) was a very long day. We both took 9 hour driving shifts. We made it all the way to Sudbury. Everything about that day was great. The views were spectacular, the Nutella was in abundance, we both had the worst singing voices matched to some great music. We slept in a seedy motel that had no vending machine in Sudbury and woke up on Saturday (31) morning ready for our decent into Toronto. I was a ball of anxiety that day. We rolled in and as my GPS said, “the destination will be on your right”, a lump formed in my throat. There it was, my new home. My tension eased as I met my room mates, who are all super cool, and settled into my little purple room.
Leilah and I had too many nights out on the town. The oogling that ensued was out of control. Every 5 minutes one of us was belting out a really atrocious and emphasized “hellooo” in a disgusting voice as we saw so many beautiful things in this city.
Now comes the tough part. I need to find a job. I am hopeful and determined that I will find something in my field and I will continue to build upon my resume. I’m aiming high, and although I plan to take baby steps, I still have my sights set on something amazing. I just don’t know exactly what that is yet or what it looks like.
As I continue to work my way through the emotions of living in a new city on my own, I will continue to update this blog. It will be interesting to see what sort of subject material I will write about. What issues does this city hold that will necessitate a good rant? Will they be similar to the issues of Saskatchewan or completely different? Right now, I’m sort of feeling like an outsider, like a little poor kid from the wrong side of town looking into the window of the rich kids house and wondering what life would be like if I lived there. I am still a Saskatchewan girl living in Toronto and I don’t know how long that will last, or if it will ever change.
Until I get things figured out, I am going to take full advantage of being unemployed for the first time in almost 5 years. I’m going to spend my days writing, blogging, decorating, napping, skyping, exploring. If only someone would pay me to do all that shit, life would be a wonderful thing, though it’s pretty wonderful already…and this is just the beginning.