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Day Two Hundred and Seventy-EIGHT:  Quality.

I’ve spent the day with just quality people. 

I really enjoy the days spent adventuring.  Even if it’s just to a new restaurant, or with new people, and today was perfect.  Not only did we venture downtown Toronto, but we visited the top of the CN Tower, and the shopping, and the food and the laughs, I mean, it’s irreplaceable really, the moments from today, and impossible to justly explain most, so I will just say what a quality day I have had.

Toronto is an hour and a half away and it still is an adventure to me.  I plan on taking a little dip down there myself sometime in the future, just to spend some time recollecting on myself, and I think it would be perfect.  That city is just… I mean, it’s not Europe, it really isn’t as many bars and theatres and shops and coffee nooks and crannies it spouts out it stil will not be any city in Europe, but it is the closest we’ve got here, the closest I can get without spending outrageous amounts of money, and it is enough for now.

Sitting high in the sky watching out over the city drinking a crap “white” coffee from the over-priced shop at the top of the CN Tower I was reminded how lucky and proud I am to be Canadian after all.  I think I take these cities for granted, and with that I vowed to make sure that Steph (my Australian exchange student, tehe) got to Waterloo to see my family and my city, because as much as I get frustrated with it’s normalcy and stability it is a part of my Canada.  I find that substantial and important at this point in my life, and I’d like to share it with her.

Today I embarrassingly forgot the line in our national anthem that says “Glorious and Free,” which as horrifying as the experience of forgetting a song that was sung to you/you sung for literally twelve plus years of your life was, that sentence seems to be the most significant of the entire anthem.  Glorious and Free is so true. We may not be “free” in all senses of the word, and by no means would I classify “glory” to Canada in a nationalist sense, but I do think that Canada, the polite, clean, beautiful country, deserves to be “Glorious and Free,” if only because the people who live here are relatively welcoming and believe in this country.  How lucky and proud am I?

So thanks Sarah and Steph for making today hilariously entertaining and worth the bus ride and the trodding around the Eaton centre with large bags, I hope that you enjoy your stay in this beauty of a country.

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