Something has struck me recently, while I was exploring facebook in all of its majesty. I have more facebook friends from Quebec than I do from Massachusetts. Quite a bit more, actually. While trying to grasp this new and strange fact, I had yet another eureka moment. I miss Quebec.
I know, most of you sit reading this with a dropped jaw and coffee spilling out of it this very moment. Surely for all my whining and complaining of the place, I would say "good riddance" and wash my hands of it forever. But, looking back, the bad parts kind of fade away, in comparison to the much more memorable good parts. While, in reality, they might have been few and far between, it's hard to look back on a place and remember all the monotonous days in between. For every 30 average days with nothing to do at night, there might be one fun class, great rugby game, or entertaining night out that covers it and makes it look better. I could go into great detail about the best of times and the worst of times, but you have much better things to do.
But, really, isn't that just what happens everywhere? "The grass is always greener..."- you know the rest. Until about February, I couldn't stand the place, but by the end, I would be lying if I said I wasn't very sad to leave. I made some great friends and countless acquaintances in my short 10 months there. The last day of school nearly had me in tears, and it was weird, this year, to think that another year of school is starting there, just like before. Now, I wouldn't choose it over Franklin, but compared to here? You'd better believe I'd pick the same American-hating, poutine-eating province I've ridiculed time and time again. It had root beer, TV, decent internet speeds, multiple gaming stores, and 3 malls within 15 minute driving distance. What was I complaining about?!
But really, its pretty much the same as here. I get there, I hate it, I hate it a little less, I make some friends, and Bam! Before you know it, I'm missing it after just 10 months. It'll be just like that here, right? That's what I keep telling myself.
-Will
"I believe it's just a rare, psychological phenomenon"
2 comments:
Yes, Will, maybe that WILL happen there - wouldn't it be a miracle?!! It's terribly hard to be moved around so often - and experience such DIFFERENT cultures and languages, etc. But it's possible that some day you'll look back with fondness on SOME things that take place where you are now. And it's also possible later on that you'll be GLAD you've had the Africa experience. And perhaps best of all: it's temporary.
Rooting for you! Love, g'ma
damn you dude, you stole my idea about get some money with a blog :)
i think we both have to fake we never knew..
nice blog
see ya
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