Back in Cowtown
Trip Start Sep 07, 2005
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In the last couple weeks I have been asked a million times: are you excited about finally going home? And I answer: Yes. No. Yes. I mean no. Very decisive as you can see. Excited about seeing my friends and family - yes, of course. About going back to work - mostly no, but a little yes. Mainly yes for the paycheque! About seeing my kitties - yes. Winter conditions - no. And the list goes on and on.
So what really happened you ask...well, my mom had arranged to drive out from the west coast and pick me up at the airport. When I got off the plane I was surprised to see not only her, but my friend Lisa with her month-old son Nathaniel! To top it off, they had a chai latte ready in hand the moment I stepped off the plane. Now that, ladies and gentlemen, is love.
First impressions: from the plane, Calgary is brown. And flat. I had forgotten how incredibly brown and flat it is. Even though it was a sunny day, it doesn't hide the fact of its' brown flatness. At least it is warm though, easing me in before we get a huge winter freeze I suppose. Other impressions: they speak English here too! That's 2 countries in a row, amazing. Signs in English and all that, quite a concept.
The most shocking realization to date: TAX! What the hell is up with that? You go to pay for something, and the price on the ticket is not what you pay. They reduced the tax while I was gone, from 7% all the way down to 6%, woo-hoo. I think the cashier thought I had a screw loose when she told me the total of my purchase and I just stared at her with this total look of amazement and stupidity. In the end I managed to scrounge up the 30 cents necessary, but I think I was still shaking my head when I got to the car. It's amazing how you forget the little things!