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But, gradually that 'honeymoon phase' fades and the reality of everyday life begins to take over. In this second phase, people begin to experience frustration and annoyance with everyday differences. Ugh, we can't let the cats out into the hall outside our unit. Our neighbours aren't nearly as amazing as Liz and Ziad. Trader Joe's doesn't sell vermicelli or fish sauce or dried lentils. The dry cleaner across the street isn't as nice as Fong. No credit history. No Piggy Market. No pay-by-weight vegetarian restaurant on our corner.
So, it's not surprising that we've started asking ourselves why we left our perfect little lives in Ottawa where we had fine-tuned everything--our condo, our closets, grocery-shopping, commute times, bill-paying, social networks--to our exact preferences.
Fortunately, when these feelings threaten to take over, we're always confronted with something new and exciting...reminding us that we left Ottawa to avoid getting into the deep rut that a city so safe and lovely can encourage.
Today, my new and exciting was to visit Sabor'a, a Latin American food truck parked only a few blocks from our condo. Food truck culture is really ramping up here in DC and I'll write more about it later, but suffice to say, we're grateful to Amy and JP for introducing us to the Portland version of this delicious, ground-level phenomenon last summer. Very grateful!
Strangeness is inspiring, my friend Christina likes to say. Yes, it is. And that's why we pulled up stakes and moved the mass of our family and household to another country. It's been a shell-shocking, challenging, exciting, delicious and fascinating ride so far. And on we go!

1 comment:
FOOD TRUCK!!!
That looks so delicious. I wanted to eat my monitor.
I'm happy you are enjoying the experience of living away. I found that through my experience, I've found myself more and had more time to reflect on whats really important to me while being exposed to a way different culture/s and vibe.
Thinking of you!
XOXO
Christina
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