Thursday, November 02, 2006

Before I come to Ottawa, I had never lived in such e small town during my life. Tehran, my hometown, is a big city with 15,000,000 populations. You can never imagine going out and bumping into a familiar face. Every day it took two hours getting to work place from home. Here, going from home to school takes 30 minutes and it is the longest way that I have to go. Most of the times I see same faces in the bus, because just 800,000 people live in Ottawa and most of them know each other. No body is in rush. Buses stop for every old man or woman to get on, sit and take his/her time. There is no subway and nobody gets angry waiting in a line. They get home on time, just 5 minutes, 10 minutes driving from every point of town to other point. First days, it seemed lovely. . It was like I have found a way breathing I loved this beautiful town, and I still do. But now I am kind of getting bored. This is a hard time for me as I am deciding on leaving Ottawa. I am scared and excited. I have no idea what is waiting for me, but as an immigrant, when you do it once, you can always do it. I have passed two oceans getting here.700 kilometer will be nothing though!!