time is flying by...or is it???

i have been living in toronto for less than two weeks now, though it feels like a lot longer. in a good way. i have settled in quickly and already made friends with some wonderful people.

i was given a welcome to canada party the other night and i got some lovely little canadian gifts. they included maple syrup, a canada key chain, a canada visor and poncho (that's heather), a toronto/canada placemat, a tim horton's donut, a shrunken jesus head (i'll tell you about that later if you ask) amongst other things. i felt very welcome and we laughed all night.

i have also experienced some great/wonderful/weird/nto so great things already in my short time. i have laughed, i have had hot chocolate, i have learnt, i have cried, i have seen people say goodbye, i have seen people say hello. i daily drink milk from a bag??? i have played cards, i have had a spa, i have eaten food that may be the worst thing i have ever eaten. i have seen a man wearing a full blue lycra bodysuit push a trolley down the street, i have seen sex workers walking the streets. i have been sworn at, i have been asked if i want to buy crack (though we don't think the guys who asked us actually sold it), i have walked past the guys at the corner who when i inquired, i found out they indeed are dealers and pimps (though i was also informed they are harmless). i have seen kids younger than 10 walk around the neighbourhood after 10pm at night. i have seen a few things happen in one church service that i haven't ever seen in my life (and might not see again).

life is not a destination, it's a journey.