Thanksgiving Update
Oct. 13th, 2003 11:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldThe weekend went well. The remaining residents of Shortliffe and Tracy dorms, West Campus, did go en masse to The Tango on King Street, for tapas and assorted small things (I'd ordered a burger; the cafeteria services were down for the weekend). Following that, I took A. and T. over to the aforementioned East Coast gathering, basically a drinking party but a good one. Sunday was the English graduate's Thanksgiving dinner, and that went on happily until at least 1:30 in the morning. No Turkey; plenty of drinks and good food and company, though.
Things have gone well. I've got my GST cheque in the mail, and the hundred dollars I paid for my immunization shots was reimbursed. My work continues well, if somewhat busily and disorganized, but still. I've signed up for a wine-tasting seminar for next Tuesday; that should be grand fun.
Have there been moments of homesickness? Well, yes; one moment when I rushed excitedly to see what looked like sandstone rocks on the shore only to find that they were marble; several moments when Lake Ontario's water has looked quite different from the waters of Prince Edward Island; more instances when I noted similarities which lead to differences (the age of the buildings here, but many of these are stone).
My opinion of my circumstances may well change. So far, though, I'm having a hell of a good time here. I haven't regretted, not for one minute, that I've left. Emigration is an Island tradition after all; I'm at least good enough an Islander to cleave to that.
Now, back to work.
Things have gone well. I've got my GST cheque in the mail, and the hundred dollars I paid for my immunization shots was reimbursed. My work continues well, if somewhat busily and disorganized, but still. I've signed up for a wine-tasting seminar for next Tuesday; that should be grand fun.
Have there been moments of homesickness? Well, yes; one moment when I rushed excitedly to see what looked like sandstone rocks on the shore only to find that they were marble; several moments when Lake Ontario's water has looked quite different from the waters of Prince Edward Island; more instances when I noted similarities which lead to differences (the age of the buildings here, but many of these are stone).
My opinion of my circumstances may well change. So far, though, I'm having a hell of a good time here. I haven't regretted, not for one minute, that I've left. Emigration is an Island tradition after all; I'm at least good enough an Islander to cleave to that.
Now, back to work.
