missing "home"

It's really strange to find myself missing my "home" back in San Diego while at my lil getaway in Canada. Guess in the 3 months time, I have developed a sense of attachment and familiarity to the place. In the cold freezing environment here, I really just miss the sun, the beach, and the warmth of california. The cold that isnt really all that cold. The cold that's refreshing and not bitter or biting.

Kingston is a real small town and I guess it is a really fun experience even at getting there itself. I had to change 3 flights to get there. San Diego to Chicago then to Toronto and finally Kingston. And the last flight to Kingston was really cute. The plane was sooo tiny and I was so tickled and amused to find out that there were just 9 passengers and just 2 rows of seats in the plane. So I had both the window and the aisle seat. Awesome. And the pilot announcement wasn't made through the PA system but really just him getting out of the cockpit (which we have full view of) and physically making the announcement. So the journey there was really fun (and torturous at the same time). And I'm so thankful to have sam to drive me to the San Diego airport in the wee hours and my friend and her two sweet friends picking me up by cab from the airport in Kingston.

Anyway 2 days in Kingston was spent lazing in my friend's dorm, shopping and clubbing. It feels so good to see her again after such a long time and I'm really grateful for her hospitality. It really does feel like a second exchange minus the school work. Just the lifestyle immersion. Pretty cool experience. Strangely I also found myself in weird instances as my friend had noted such as attempting to wear spring wear in 3 degrees celsius at the jetty, and last night's running to the liquor store to catch it before it closes in our full thick and heavy winter wear in negative degrees celsius temperature.

And today was the big travel down to Toronto for the weekend. So why the word big? All thanks to the bunch of airheads at Canada Coach, we were delayed to the next coach and had to arrive Toronto much later. Such a crappy system and nonsensical staff members who refused to admit their personal mistake and company's inadequacy. Even the coach driver in the next coach who witnessed our being "bullied" pitied us. But i guess these few months have really toughened me up and I take no nonsense. So though there's still unresolved problem and displeasure, at least I can say that we had shown ourselves not to be any asian pushover.

And i guess the coldness does translate to the coldness of the people maybe. I really find californians much more warm and friendly. 2 more days in Canada, let's see if I will have a different opinion of canada.