Lost and found again
Tuesday 13 March 2007 14 °C
At last, after 6 months of being on the road, I am home. I caught the plane alright, changed over in Atlanta, Georgia, and arrived safely in Toronto last night at about 8pm.
I cried at bit on the plane when it first took off and I watched the Caribbean coastline float away into the clouds. And waiting in the airport in Atlanta I had a bit of reverse culture shock, looking at everything around me. I had lunch at this restaurant and everyone there looked so tidy and good, they all spoke English, it was normal to pay $13 dollars for lunch, and I was sitting there with my Bolivian cowboy hat slung around my neck feeling slightly out of place.
But now that I'm here in Toronto I am so happy to be here. It's like Christmas time (which I missed) and every time I look around me I feel like I'm seeing it all for the first time. There is snow on the ground! And the air is so crisp and refreshing! And I can throw the toilet paper into the toilet instead of in the rubbish bin! And the water coming from the taps is warm! There are so many strange things here, things that everyone takes for granted.
Right now I'm just taking it easy in Toronto, but the plan is to head home home (Combermere) on the 17th for a visit, then find my way to Brighton after that. From there, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I have to sort myself out, find a place to live, to work, to have some long-term role in society again. Let a new adventure begin!