So it has been more or less my one year anniversary since moving to Toronto.
Make no mistake, I still miss Vancouver very much. The whiney hipsters, tree huggers, in-your-face vegans, gluten-free weirdos, and Mainland Chinese satellite kids who drive Ferraris to Superstore to pick up groceries. But I don’t miss it for the fact that it is a very small city with nowhere near the same amount of opportunities as compared to Toronto.
I am blessed with the fact that both my manager and director have been very supportive of me and are interested in investing in my career. More so, I have learned a lot more in a year’s time than I ever could have in Vancouver. My next steps are to figure out what’s in it for me in the future and go from there. I will never call Toronto home, because that isn’t who I am. But I will call Toronto a place where you can learn more about yourself than you ever could, and explore any potential you never knew you had.
All I can say is, this is one hell of a sweet bike. As for the CAAD10, it will be retired, but will rise from the ashes sooner or later.
A made a super banh mi for lunch. Take that, diningsolo!
A tribute to my coffee loving friends. This will give you a heart attack, but I assure you, this is pretty good for $3.99. It’s certainly miles ahead of any of the hipster nonsense I’ve had at these third-wave shops who think they know better than everyone else.