If there’s one thing I love about travelling, it’s discovering the little places. This photo from my last trip to New York City is one of my favourite… I loved daBhang Cafe; we went there after a get together at someone’s house mostly just for a change of scene. There wasn’t anything that special about the place, but it’s still one of my favourite memories from that trip.
Later this afternoon, I’ll be leaving for St. Louis, MO for a wedding. A close friend of his is marrying the love of his life, and I’m pretty excited about it. I’m only going for two nights and will be leaving very early Sunday morning but I’m hoping I’ll get to meet another blogger friend, Mike of Celtophilia, while I’m there – it’ll be the icing on the cake for sure!
I wish I had more time there since it looks like quite a big city… but I’m confident I’ll find at least one little treasure while I’m there.
What do you like most about travelling?
I have been making a lot of changes in my life: I moved out of my parents house, I changed jobs, I forced myself to keep in touch with more people and be more social; I changed my diet and lost a bit of weight; I picked up an exercise-type activity… and I’m not sure that I’m done changing.
I chose this photo because during the March 2009 edition of 26 Things for the word: unfamiliar. At the time, taking the subway was not a normal thing for me. It was foreign. These days, it’s how I get around. I miss driving, but I enjoy walking around and living close enough to things that I can walk to and from places. In heels.
I used to hate taking the subway to school when I was living in Scarborough because it was crowded, smelly and I had a huge ass backpack that I wasn’t allowed to keep on my back. But these days… it’s one of the things I’m truly grateful for. I only wonder what unfamiliar thing I will come to love in days to come.
It helps to think of things like this when you feel like you’re not sure about things. And it reminds you that maybe… just maybe it’s ok to take risks sometimes. Now, I know… I know what you’re thinking. “Risks? WTF? You stopped driving and started taking the subway – what freakin’ risks were you taking?”
I’m talking about moving out of the safety of my parents’ home, where they were there to save me from myself at a moments notice. I’ve always felt independent but it’s not the same until you actually live on your own and have to fend for yourself. I still don’t consider myself that independent because I still get a lot of handouts from my mother who can’t resist but buy me some food when she goes grocery shopping. And to that end, I guess I’ll never be truly independent because she’ll always be my Mum and she’ll always be who she is.
But anyway… I’m getting off track. I’m living a different life than I have for the last 27 and I’m happy for it. All I want to know is,
Is there something in your life that you can’t live without, but you never thought you’d be so glad to have?
For those of you who have been following my blog for a while now, first of all: A huge Thank You from my whole heart; second of all: I need to revive this post series. I may not be a photographer, but I still enjoy taking photographs and I really enjoyed sharing them with you.
For this revival, I chose a photo from my flickr photostream that surprised me by getting 43 views for no reason that I could see. It’s a shot I took while driving of the my beloved CN Tower.
Ever since I came back from living in Dublin last year I’ve been falling in love with Toronto more and more. I used to take it for granted. And I think this photo is fitting for explaining this feeling of reviving an old love, or even an undiscovered love because that’s what it reminds me of.
The CN Tower though is not a standalone object in my memory. The CN Tower needs the Skydome the combination of the curved dome and the beacon to the right of it will always feel like home. I may have lived my adolescence in Dubai but no place has ever made me feel as good as Toronto does. And after being away for such a long time, I can tell you that nothing clears my head or makes me feel as at home as blogging does.
What feels like home to you?
p.s. did I mention that he got in last night? Oh yes he did!!
p.p.s. last year, I did a memorial post about the lives we lost 8 years ago. I didn’t do one this year, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t take a moment to remember the fallen. But I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you that 🙂
I’m in a bit of a situation and I think I’m going to have to take a little bit of a break from posting for a little while. I’ve started about 20 posts but have been unable to finish a single one. I was able to take this photo yesterday late afternoon/early evening when my parents and I got home from work.
I think its fitting because I need to be reminded to let the light shine in. I know you all know me as this positive, happy person but honestly I have my dark moments and I think I just need to disappear and be dark for a little while. I need to get it out of the way and make way for the light…. I know you have no idea what I’m talking about, but that’s the intention.
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