On the bus

(I scribbled this in a notebook while I was heading up to visit my sort-of-boyfriend in Trois-Rivieres. The bus was bouncing out of Ottawa towards Montreal at the time.)

On the bus heading to Montreal and on the highway I pass over the canal and notice the TD Bank where I went to warm up the day I got frostbite on the canal. Then passed the stadium where I did a pretty damn good photo shoot the day before I lost my camera (it was later returned to me, cracked, under mysterious circumstances, miles from where I last saw it). When you can’t go a quarter mile without running up against some memory, you’ve been in the same town too long.

About msmarguerite

Young Quebec City-based freelance journalist. once and future nomad. I blog about life, about travel, about things I notice and every so often about work. I enjoy language learning, singing, swing dancing, skating and...other stuff, sometimes. My heart is somewhere in East Africa, Haiti or Eastern Europe. English, français, русский, malo slovensko, un poco de espanol, um pouco de português ndiga ikirundi, mwen ap aprann kreyòl...
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