[Calgary Alberta: Home]
It's so comforting to come back from traveling and have a double-cupped Timmys (why don't they just get sleeves??) whilst watching a Canada flag flap in the air. I've been home for a month now...and wow what a run that was. The past 2 years have been absolute madness...before Feb 06, I saw nothing more than my backyard (yes, Mexico and the US are considered Nosehill Park in my books). And now, 15 countries later, I feel like there is still so much more to see! Life is so much bigger than just the warm Chinooks of Calgary -- and I feel so fortunate that I was able to do the traveling that I did. Now back to my prairies, back to my mountains, back to the beloved efficiency of this place we call home. I love the Alberta beef, I love the courteous drivers, and I love the signs that make sense. I hate the bloody weather, I hate the cracked windshields, and I can't stand how most of us don't take time to enjoy the simple things - so caught up in the North American mentality of materialism and following a "prescribed set of steps to success". I'm not saying i'm innocent (far from it)...i'm just saying that traveling really makes you reevaluate what is important in life. In the end, its the laughter, the people and the memories that you will be holding on to. I will miss random slang, I will miss good coffee, I will miss good cheese!!
Gone are 5 years of nomadic life - ripping away from everything I know, four months at a time. Am i ready for stability? Time will tell. There is still so much more to see...but i take solace in the fact that home will always be here. Underneath it all, i'll always be a prairie girl -- boot scoot and boogying my way through life with a sprig of wheat in my hair and imaginary cowboy boots on my french pedicured feet.
So to my friends that have followed me through my travels with my blog musings -- don't let the mundane comfort of home let you get complacent and stop you from following your dreams! You want to sip Moet on a beach in Monaco? Meet a handsome millionaire with a yacht in Sydney? Build mud huts in the Amazon and live life barefoot? Explore the mad chaos of a random urban metropolis? Or just make a complete career change and never see a TPS report again? Yeehaw my friends and Carpe Diem!



