Reflections

I'm alone in Toronto for 4 days. Exploring the city on my own - obviously :) But not getting drunk here (or anywhere else for that matter) as some people on facebook might have interpreted my last status "... got drunk in Toronto". I mean, it is a writers freedom to leave some things open to interpretation. Right? Doesn't that make things a little bit more interesting? And can't you get drunk in more ways than one? Like maybe "drunk with impressions"? No idea if that expression exists though. But for right now I'd like to think it does. Cause that's what I meant by saying it.

Anyways. I think it's time to do a little thinking. Some reflections on the past weeks. It seems like forever since I boarded that plane to Atlanta on June 14th. In fact, it's "only" been 10 weeks since. Onto date. At home 10 weeks pass quite fast. Might be the everyday life. Here, it seems that weeks are passing fast too. But on the other hand it seems like things, places, experiences, people are passing me by so quickly. One day I'm at the California Beaches. The other day I'm marveling at those giant trees in Yosemite NP. And even though there are just a few days inbetween those places, one just seems so far in the past already. Like it's been weeks since. Do you get what I mean?
I've traveled so many roads this summer (can't even tell you how many Miles it's been. A few thousand, I'm sure). I've done so many things. Spent time with so many different people. Seen mountains, no mountains *LOL*, beaches, deserts, lakes. I've crossed the country from East to West. I've danced Two Steps in my Texas Cowboy Boots. I've been to Nowherelands, Citylands, Flatlands, Drunkenlands (just observing ;)), Waterlands, Movielands, Disneylands and even Badlands. I've been "kissded" so many times (how can I ever forget that :)). I've traveled through 22 States (yet there are more to come). And I've crossed the boarder to Canada just recently.

Yeah, I'm in Toronto now. No more small villages out in Nowhereland. No more Country Roads (oh how I miss that American Ride). This is a big city. This is a different country. People are friendly here (especially if you don't have the money to pay your meal :)). People like to honk here a whole lot too (I'm so glad I'm a pedestrian in Toronto). Street Cars have sand on the floor here. What's with that? Didn't I leave the beach behind weeks ago ;) There are Starbucks around every corner in this city. More than I've ever seen in any other. Not even in Seattle. I finally eat healthy food here. I have to actually ask for the check here (and not having it served right after my last bite). People are selling you diet Frappuccino and say that it doesn't come with whipped cream when I ask for it. Duh! Obviously it doesn't. Would it make sense to order diet and then add whipped cream?! Well, I never ordered diet anyway. Do I look like I need it?!

But enough with that. I guess I'm done reflecting for now. I'm getting ready for the next part of my adventure. Some new traveling roads. I hope you string along a little bit longer too.

Oh yeah, I've seen the first Halloween Decorations today. Does that mean summer is over??

... and a little thing to add at the very end ... you people out there in this huge void. I have no idea who you are. Who's reading my "Traveling Roads"? Please leave a message if you feel like it. And even if you don't ;) It would mean a lot!! So, don't be shy :)

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,

but by the number of moments that take our breath away.

~ anonymous ~