on this day, 26th of october, 11 years ago i stepped off the plane and onto canadian soil for the first time. received by the ever-joyful rain, welcome to vancouver. at 14 the city was mesmerizing, lights everywhere, ‘big’ streets, buildings, mountains …. keep in mind prior to getting on the transatlantic plane the biggest cities i’ve seen were: constanta, cluj and oradea. i still remember wondering if i’ll ever get used to it.
prior to this, i recall leaving romania. driven to the budapest airport, only to get there about 10 hours prior to our departure time. plenty of time to reflect on what was left behind, flood some toilets and figure out how to dry your hands without paper. in my defense, i have never seen an electric hand-drier with or without a sensor. then followed amsterdam, where as many already know the wait for the klm connecting flight to vancouver is 7 hours. overall i think we spent more time waiting for take-off than being on board the plane. however, when you’re leaving for a ‘better’ place…the wait is bearable. 11 years later, i’d say the it was worth the wait…
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