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I'm back home in Nova Scotia after having spent two months and two days in Calgary. I then had a whirlwind tour of Toronto (see my last entry, which neglected to properly mention the lovely people I spent time with in Toronto) and missed my flight home the next morning. However, I was put on standby for the next flight back, which departed the airport two hours later than my original flight. I was sitting in front of the gate and took out the lucky pendant I'd bought in Chinatown in Calgary. Mere seconds afterwards, the cute guy sitting next to me leaned over and complimented me. A moment after that, my name was called and I got onto the flight (cute boy was on the same flight; I'm hoping to run into him in Halifax...). I've worn that pendant every day since, except today, and so far it has served me well.

I met a metric TONNE of utterly wonderful people on my travels, and hung out with some I already had the pleasure of knowing, but was very happy to be reunited with.

For example, [ profile] cellel and [ profile] mialythila were kind enough to let me take over (and create a giant mess of) their living room for two months. They were very very lovely roommates and I'm still in awe that they were able to endure my annoying habit of reading aloud from sex manuals obsession with shopping tendency to burn cookies whenever I bake them, company.

Through [ profile] calgarians, I met some wonderful ladies (you know who you are...) that I had a blast with that one time (sadly it was only once, but what can you do?).

The only other person I've met in Calgary with an LJ is [ profile] gomo_the_red. It's a bit tragic that we lived so close and only met in the last week of my time in Calgary, eh? Ah well, we made up for it. :)

Then in Toronto, [ profile] penguindust graciously let me crash on one of the couches in her tremendously awesome flat and showed a gal a good time (or walk was one of the highlights of my trip). A million thanks, my dear. I wouldn;t have been able to stay in toronto at all if not for your generosity. If you're ever passing by, you know you're always welcome.

[ profile] durdaana and I wandered about and had a long chat that seemed to pass by very quickly (let me know if you have any free time when you're in Halifax next, hon). It was great to see her again.

And! I FINALLY got to meet my internet wifey, [ profile] mintroses. I have no words to describe how great it was to finally meet someone I've talked with nearly daily for three or four years now. Oh, Anne, for a commitment-phobic gal like me to talk with someone so often is a testament to your utter fabulousness. :P

If there's anyone else I met that has a livejournal and I neglected to mention them, I apologize. My boss' bad memory has rubbed off on me a bit. Just slap me virtually and I'm sure to remember.

Anyway, supper calls, and then I'm off to see my best friend, so off I go!

Kisses, Meg xoxoxo
suitcasegnome: (attention whore by trollprincess)
Dear Toronto,

I can’t recall time EVER moving so fast as it has these past few days. I mean, I got here on Sunday afternoon, and it’s already Tuesday night! Tomorrow, early in the morning, I’ll have to fly away and leave you, which is really a shame, because I think this relationship had potential. You and me, Toronto, we coulda gone places.

After all, ever since we met, you just keep on surprising me with all these delightful little details; like those trees in the park strung up with purple fairy lights, that island covered with paper lanterns, the cheap Asian noodle house with the incredible food AND drinks, the liberal smattering of ethnic neighbourhoods everywhere, the fresh-fruit smell of Kensington Market, the neon signs of Chinatown on Spandina, the utter hoity-toity-ness and yet friendliness of Yorkville, those birds who sat boldly on a spare chair at my table with Maggie at the croissant place and begged for crumbs, your cute little subway system, the friendly people everywhere, all the bookstores, the pretty shops that eat up my moneys, the lovely restaurant doors I have to tear myself away from, that orgasmic ice cream place down the road, the trees everywhere, being able to actually see the stars at night, the alleyways covered with tremendous, magnificent graffiti, the bohemian lifestyle you endorse so heartily, the many parks graced with fountains, your obsession with bikes and cyclists, and so, so much more.

Sure, you have your flaws, like your rude drivers who lay on their horns for ages, and your expensive… everything, really, and your stinky fish markets, and your way of consuming my time in a flash, but I’ve been smitten since I first laid eyes on you.

This is the most ridiculous summer fling I’ve ever had, Toronto, and even though it has by no means been a wild and crazy ride, it HAS been a blast, and I hope we get to do it again soon. I’ll send you a postcard, babe. Kiss kiss!


November 2012



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