I'm excited and nervous. Yesterday I booked myself a one way ticket across the pond. I leave Toronto on June 25th at 7:15 PM and I arrive in London, England at 7:20 AM on the 26th. I'll be staying with my friend Renate for a few days before heading out of town on one of the excellent cheap dot-commer airliners for a weekend of fun (we still haven't decided where we are going yet). After that I'll probably wander around England for another couple of weeks before heading over to Dublin to look (again, yes, once again) for a new home and some source of employment.
Until then I've got my nose to the little grindstone organizing my visa, sorting out my neglected taxes, working, working, working. Of course I've made some time for play as well; seeing friends, family and haunting old haunts.
And taking a few photos, of course:
Roam at the Trazac Club:
The controversial new ROM:
I stumbled across the annual marijuana march one Sunday afternoon. I marched with them for about 5 blocks before getting distracted by my rumbling belly.
I spent last weekend in Ottawa. My friend Nikole and I drove the majority of my boxed Canadian life (which Nikole has been kind enough to store for the last year) to Jackie's house (who know gets to stare at my crap every time she goes into her basement). Happily it was the last weekend of the tulip festival and Mother's Day to boot!
The view from Auntie Connie's balcony: