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Vancouver Love

It’s fall, and I’m back.

It was an incredible summer — long, hot, glorious. A bit exhausting, too, if I’m being honest; I was constantly on the go — to the Gulf Islands, the Okanagan, Toronto, Calgary, but most importantly around Vancouver. Down the Indian Arm in a kayak, up to pristine mountain lakes, around the Sea Wall on my bike about a million times.

Somewhere along the way, I realized that I’m finally getting over Melbourne. I was heartbroken when I left Australia. It felt like being dumped: forced to leave against my will, before I was ready. The life I loved — poof! — gone.

They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else — that only when you find someone new to focus that energy and attention on do you really move on.

Well, there’s a new city in my life, and I think it might be love.

When I moved back to Canada, it was for All The Right Reasons, but in the day to day of my life, I was unconvinced that I would ever come to love Vancouver the way I love(d) Melbourne. One year after my repatriation, I was still mourning Melbourne hard. I still haven’t found in Vancouver what I had Down Under — my tribe, if I am to use obnoxious marketing speak — but I’m starting to think that I’ll get there. And you really can’t beat that mountain and ocean combo.

That said, if Stephen Harper gets reelected, I’ll be Melbourne-bound by Christmas.

P.S. If you want to see what I got up to in and around Vancouver this summer, check back soon for a photo post, or follow me on Instagram @chelseatellsstories 

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2 Comments

  • Reply Theresa October 22, 2015 at 8:02 pm

    Certainly doesn’t feel like you’ve been gone that long. I know repatriation is very hard (I’ve dealt with it twice, moving back after not even a year abroad each time).

    If it makes you feel better, the Melbourne you left isn’t here anymore, because the same people aren’t.

  • Reply Theresa October 22, 2015 at 8:02 pm

    Certainly doesn’t feel like you’ve been gone that long. I know repatriation is very hard (I’ve dealt with it twice, moving back after not even a year abroad each time).

    If it makes you feel better, the Melbourne you left isn’t here anymore, because the same people aren’t.

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