Packing for the big "move" was tough, especially with a fatso cat sitting in my bag. |
That being said, Toronto is a bit overwhelming. Meeting new people and telling them that you're from Ottawa usually results in them treating you like a Make a Wish kid at Disneyland; "Oh wow, how does it FEEL to be in Toronto? Are you having trouble adjusting?"
Really?
For the uninformed, Toronto is about five hours away from Ottawa. It's in the same time zone, has the same climate and is just as culturally diverse as Ottawa.
The only thing I need to adjust to in Toronto is the fact that in Toronto all the girls wear Rudsak winter jackets paired with Rebecca Minkoff M.A.C clutches instead of TNA jackets with the Marc by Marc Jacobs pouches that every girl in Ottawa has. They wear Tory Burch boots instead of Michael Kors and the taxi service here makes me want to hug and kiss an Ottawa taxi until I'm banned from Blue Line service altogether.
I've also probably seen more Audi R8's in my 2.5 weeks in Toronto than I have watching every season of Top Gear on Netflix.
From what I can tell, having spent a little time in Toronto, it seems nice. I do like it. I think if I ever lived in Toronto, I would need to be very wealthy because the temptation of shopping would be out of this world. But I also am not sure if I could ever get used to sour sewer smell that lingers at random street corners, in Ottawa that kind of smell is usually reserved for the sewer pipes pumping sewage into the Ottawa River behind the Parliament Buildings.
At the same time, the excitement in Toronto is kind of a lot to bear. I've been staying there for over two weeks and I still haven't got over the fact that every day I want to do something. Sitting at home and watching TV doesn't seem to be an option, even though I don't do much of that in Ottawa, everything in Toronto is NEW and EXCITING.
The second weekend was my favourite. Charles came up and we walked all around Toronto all day long and went to a Supercross race, then topped it off with a midnight snack in Dundas Square. |
I think my ambivalence towards the newly minted fourth largest city in North America, is that I'm there, essentially alone. I mean, not alone ALONE, but you know what I mean. My boyfriend, cats, closet and king size bed are all in Ottawa. Despite being in this arguably great city, I'm always going to focus on the things I don't like just because my life isn't really in TO...it's in Ottawa, no matter what I'm still just a guest.
LOOOVE this recap!! Congrats girly!! Toronto is one crazy city!!!
ReplyDeleteAre you also working part time while your there, or is your internship paid?
Super cool =)
Thanks Grace! I'm not working part time and the internship is not paid...I was really lucky enough to have a great family and boyfriend who offered to help me out to do this!
ReplyDeleteNiceeee!!! Live it up :)!!
ReplyDeleteI know this is an old post, but had to comment...I'm born and raised in the Toronto-area but have been living in Ottawa the last three years. I'm pretty sure the ONLY thing that could convince me to even consider moving would be Chatelaine knocking at my door. Hope this all went well for you! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment! I'm back in Ottawa now and I totally agree! It would have to be a WICKED job offer to get me to live there. Despite Ottawa being named as the most boring city in Canada, I still like living here best. :)
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