The first start of my global tour of adventure is Canada. And I must say the country has welcomed me with open arms, and large hotel pools, and equally as large prices for hotel food. ($14 for a pasta dish? Peas and ham, it was actually pretty good. And it came with a baller mousse, so I guess it was about fair pricewise) Just had they teary heartwarming Hollywood movie family send off. Ya’ know, the one where they say things like “We’ll miss you!” “Be safe!” “Don’t get pickpocketed or beaten up in an ally and stabbed” (MOVIE CROWD: “Awwwwwww!”)
But seriously, it was cool that my family dragged themselves through traffic to see me off. Although my mom believes that my main mission is to go get me a Japanese wife and not actually study. And I get the feeling that she thinks that if I tell ANYONE that I am American that a group of urban Ninjas will jump out of nowhere and beat the living shit out of me. But since the Canadian people have been so kind to me I don’t think anyone would hate them, so I’ll just say that I’m from Canada, I’ll be covered. I’ve already started to cover my basis by learning words like Jambon, Fromage, and started my day with a small bucket of Poutine. At a glance, no one will EVER KNOW!
Aight well, I gotta get to practicing some Japanese and find where the hell the bathroom is in this place. (BTW, Montreal airport is very friendly, clean, and efficient. A+.) Well, next stop Newark. I will miss the Poutine. <:’(
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