Guess who it is! That's right, I'm back, again. This is all too recurring it seems, however, I'm done apologizing for my inconsistency. So here we are and I feel as if I could write a novel with everything that has happened in the last month and a half. SO MUCH!
Christmas for one, happened, obviously. As per usual, it relished in all it's glory of amazing surprises, the biggest being my new camera which I hope you all have got the chance to look at as I've made a blog specifically for my photography. Blah blah blah, that came and went. I mean really, what is it that's so great about Christmas? It generally isn't spectacular, the best part for me would probably be the time you get to spend with your family, and this year I missed the most important other half of mine.
Following the holidays, I had something else to be excited about. What my father found to be a very inappropriate trip back to my home town, Penticton, which I then followed up with a much needed trip to Vancouver. Amazing doesn't even begin to explain how wonderful this trip ended up being. Not only did I get to see my lovely best friend and beautiful 6 month old niece, but I got to revisit a place I had apparently forgotten how much I loved.
Vancouver was, in all it's glory, simply enticing. Eight days there, was in no way even close to enough time. I feel like there was so much more I should have been able to do, wanted to do. Being there on this trip though, just made it crystal clear that is where I want to be. That is where I want to try and set up camp. I've started looking at schools, for photography. That's what I have finally decided on. Started my portfolio the day I got back! We can talk about that later though, I really just want to explain all the wonderful things I encountered in Van.
It all started with a lovely greyhound ride. Thank god it was express and only took 5 hours opposed to the 8 hour trip I've endured in the past! I get to the station and wasn't 100% sure which direction to go, but my bus driver did a half decent job of explaining to us all where to go. I'll have you know, once you're inside.. there's really only one direction you can go heheh. Which is fine, I have my "right over her head" moments all too often. Finally I'm in a cab and on my way to HI-downtown, my place of residence and hostel for the next 8 days. Surprisingly, it was great. I had all these worries and doubts about staying in a dorm, but I would recommend it to anyone travelling. To start, I didn't even have a roommate the whole time. I was by myself for a good couple of days and then the two girls that came through while I was there, were great. A few of the best highlights were going to the Aquarium and to see JFB, then the mindless exploring done on the side. I had a lot of fun and it only got me more amped to come back. If August could come any sooner, I'd be ecstatic. Not only did I get to see a friend that I had been missing for the last 5 years, but I got reassurance that time doesn't really change anything if you've got a good relationship. Which I have, times a few!
Coming home was sad, hard even. I'm incredibly impulsive, and given the chance if I could have made staying work, I probably would have. Instead, I had to be smart and realistic and come home in order to properly prepare to go back. So here I am, sitting in my bedroom, telling stories, waiting for the summer to come.
It's not as hard to do as I like to believe it is sometimes, wait that is. As impatient as I am, I'm also great at coming up with distractions. Which I'm doing with my portfolio. The amount of sifting and editing I have to do is ridiculous. I also decided it would be a good idea to buy a ticket to Shambhala which words can also not explain how excited I am for this. Unfortunately, sham includes more waiting. For the summer.. 6 months. If someone could just find me a time machine, I'd owe you forever.
trying her darn hardest to be the most patient person on the planet,
small town girl taking on the big city.
