Mortification listen hyperbole tolerance waste
It all makes sense now. All of our haughty, nationalistic jokes about them make sense now.
Can-AID-ians really are that different.
Case in point: Tree huggers. Canada has actual tree huggers. This photo was taken in Niagara Falls.
So yeah, I left my country for a weeklong stint here. There was plenty that I needed to escape, and not working or schooling I must admit is pretty awesome.
Nick and I decided that Canada is a weird mix of New Zealand, the UK, and the US, and it can't seem to decide which. The roads are completely nonsensical, dropping off randomly for starters. The drivers on the expressway ride your tail even when you're going 20 km (ew) over the speed limit.
We witnessed this horrible accident the other evening where one of the vehicles had its rear end entirely smashed into the front half. Literally the moment the congestion died down, people were off speeding at even greater speeds as if that horrible sight had not fazed them a bit.
Also, we got lost in a parking garage because all of the places with the pedestrian symbols all pointed to locked emergency exits. The actual walking exit didn't have a sign on it at all.
Finally, the place is overpriced. But, it has a token of beauty in it, I suppose. Nick took me on an absolutely divine dinner date to the CN tower and the famous revolving restaurant that charges $15 for a Caesar salad. It was incredibly romantic and we were able to watch sunset over Toronto as the place glowed to night. Beautiful.
Today, I get to write two papers for e-mail submission to my professor. Hooray...then it's time to play!!!!!
P.S. Here's my perplexed face reacting to all of Canadia:
