Voyages, voyages, voyages...

The city, I find, is beautiful. Downtown is sort of up hill so it's more like an uptown. They call it the City Centre. The buildings are nice, they're all new and shiny and architecturally interesting I suppose. The river is nice, it's all watery and stuff. But the streets don't have names. The avenues are north-south, they go from 1 to 100-something, and then you have the streets, they are east-west and go from 1 to 100-something. The only streets that have names are the ones that aren't straight. It's like the city has no soul.

So let's say I lived at 4467, 21st avenue. It means I live on the 21st avenue and that my house is between the 44th and the 45th street. If I work at 10062-102 Avenue (which I do), it means I work on the 102nd avenue, between the streets 100 and 101. Isn't that great.

I can see how it must be easy to find an adress with street numbers when you've lived here all your life, but right now, I find it really hard to understand where everything is. I mean how are you supposed to remember which street gets you to which place when they have no name? I'm used to associating names with places, I don't know. For me, there's no difference between street 44 and street 45, you know what I mean? It doesn't stick in my memory.

That appart though, I know I was a bit sarcastic in the first paragraph, but really, the city is kinda beautiful. I promise you some pictures soon.

Only thing is you can't really walk around unless you want to take the "sentiers" around the river, I hear they are really nice, but the thing is, you can't really get from one place to another with those. You have to want to walk or bike or rollerblade just for the hell of it. Nothing wrong with that, obviously. It's just not practical.

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PS - I went to the gym with Susan (my aunt) tonight, there was a lady in a wheelchair, she was rolling around the "stade", it seemed like it took her the greatest effort ever, she was going extremely slow... I even wondered if she'd like to be pushed (but obviously not I mean she wouldn't go to the gym to get pushed around by someone...) The funny thing is, the brand of her wheelchair was "Quickie", it was written in big bold letters on the back of her chair.

PS2 - Walid... I know what you're thinking...

PS3 - Again Walid... no...

PS4 - It's great living at my uncle's, I love being able to spend time with everyone.