I want to start out by stating that I feel I deserve the right to write one introspective article each month. This article will likely have nothing to do with you or your life, and for that I apologize. Let’s just chalk it up to artistic license.
After living in the same city for a number of years, one can become quite uninterested in all that it has to offer. My move to Toronto last fall was an amazing breath of fresh air (funny, because the air in Toronto is far from fresh. Laugh.) filled with interesting new experiences. It was there I discovered cheap student food and sushi, and actually fell in love with a transit system (no one should ever knock the TTC). It was a place where I could be happy to wander the streets aimlessly.
Now having been back in Ottawa for over 6 months, I hadn’t really given the city much of a second chance until recently. With all of the summer festivals in full swing and other events such as Canada Day, I’ve been drawn to the downtown core much more often than usual. What’s extremely crazy about this is that I’ve been taking public transit to get there too! And for some odd reason, Ottawa seems to have become one of those places where I can wander aimlessly as well.
I’m not quite sure what the big change has been. Maybe it’s the fact that nothing is truly set in stone when I go downtown like it was when I was younger. Maybe it’s because I’m looking at it through the lens of my camera more often than not. I can’t say for certain. In all honesty, it’s probably because I’ve finally realized that I will be here for at least another 4 years, so I’m going to have to get used to it. Sounds kind of crazy, eh? Adjusting to the city you have lived in for 18 years of your existence.
This whole thing reminds me of when I was a kid and I would never have friends over to my house. I’d always make excuses or say “There’s nothing to do!” It wasn’t until I was older that I realized that there was actually plenty to do—I just wanted to get out. Something about embarrassing parents and all that… (kidding!).
Anyway, I guess with time comes maturity, and with that maturity comes the realization that living in a town like Ottawa isn’t as bad one might think. I’m not going to get into the nitty gritty (I hate that expression) of what makes it good, because, let’s face it, you may never visit Ottawa, but I’ll just let you know that there is in fact stuff to do (i.e., BluesFest).
So there we go, a little monthly introspection. Hopefully I’ll have something a little more useful for you next time, but until then enjoy the heat of summer!
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