Friday, February 11, 2005

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Being about to leave your home country and move to a completely different place is the weirdest feeling. I feel really sad at leaving everyone I love, so I keep shedding the odd tear, but I also feel massively excited. I was walking towards the plane to board, and I looked out on the drizzle and concrete and general greyness and thought "Yes, I'm finally getting out of here! Come on!!!"
Of course, Canada is equally capable of being grey, but who wants to think about that right now? They're showing beautiful scenes of Canada on the in-flight TVs and it looks like paradise.

The drama queen part of me feels like one of those pilgrims who came over to North America all those years ago. Yeee-ha! Etc. Oh cool, I can't wait to play ice hockey and ski and skidoo and all those other things : ) I always thought I would spend my life somewhere other than England, and although I grew up here, I wasn't born here nor did I spend the first years of my life here. In fact, I remember seeing England for the first time. It was a small section of the white cliffs of Dover which made me think "Is that it??" Until I was a teenager I was desperate to move back to North America, and I spent most of my uni years and early 20s travelling. So if anyone's geared up for a move to Canada, it's me. Heck, I'm practically going home!!

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