As of Wednesday, I have been a resident of Toronto for one month. That’s one month of unpacking, settling in, getting started at work , making my way around the city and trying as many restaurants as my budget will allow. I finally know what time I need to leave in the morning to get to work on time (and that I need to add a few minutes, if I want Starbucks). But now, I’m going home! No, it’s not what you think…
Tomorrow morning, I’m getting on a plane and heading home to Victoria for 4 days and 4 nights. This short visit is going to fly by, as it’s already full of breakfast, lunch and dinner dates, as well as a #pfworkout with my favourite workout buddy and coffee with some old co-workers.
The trip will finish with an early morning convocation from Royal Roads University. I am so looking forward to walking across that stage and celebrating the end of what can only be described as the busiest two years of my life, with everyone who struggled alongside me and/or helped me through it.
Toronto, I’ll be back soon. Victoria, I’m coming home :)
For anyone who’s ever moved away from home, what’s your favourite thing to do when you visit?