Dear All.. This is the whole draft....
Comming to Canda was a great and lovely experience... From a dominican point of view my first and most candid surprise was to see when flying from Toronto to Sudbury Lake Ontario... I thought it was the sea and had to ask... just to find that it is the smallest of the 5 great lakes.... Then when arriving to Sudbury, I was greated with rain and wind and cold.. and we where in summer....!!! But as I alwayes said, I brought some Caribeean sunhine with me and the following days never showed any rain....
I travelled the same day thru the Spannish Forest to Chapleau, where I felt the urgent need to pee and my dainty ars encountered the first of many big ontario mosquitos... My opinion on them is the following, being bigger does not mean being smarter... I found them to be quite dumb flying and easy to spot and kill... Not the same for Pine bugs... but luckily I got out safe of those...
I can proudly say that Canadians are Canada's best asset. They are well educated and sincerely nice. They have this warmth to them and a good and sincere kindness that is easy to spot. They will trust you to say the truth and will trust your answers... that was a bit disturbing since I deal everyday here in D.R. with so many people that lie.
I was awed by the amazing beauty of the scenery and the quietness and the respect for the individual that they had. Although I missed guys turning around the minute I walked by, to stare at my a.., I can say that their respect while adressing me at all times was more than compensation for us dominican girls egos...
I had the opportunety to visit White Lake Provincial Park, and go for a true camping experience... My first try at fishing I caught a small Pickerel.. which my beau with his brother and nephew made me return to the water...The next day, when I finally got the casting right, I caugth a big Pike... Which we also ended up returning since, I found out the fish meat is not so nice...
When in confrontation of a Canadian lake, you can't help but to ask GOD, why did he give them so much and us so little... But even God compensated us by keeping the cold winter months away... A deep sense of Peace was encountered.. a feeling of not having to control what is indeed beyond us humans was also reafirmated....
I made friends who ask my beau about me all the time... They asked him as well how did he get this Caribeean girl to come to Canada and cut some yard grass... But any Dominican girl would know that we like things pretty and neat. I can also say that in Summer, Canadians are very proud of their flowers and their yards.... No wonder, I saw all kinds of beautifull flowers...I couldn't help but taking as much pictures as I could for my grandma...
Canadians can also be very open about discusing sex, that was always a surprise for me beacuse we are more tabuish about it, and any good old dominican girl does not discuss such things in public. But they do, and seem to be OK with it...
When comming back, I experimented two new feelings. One, a deep sense of compasition for all of those and us Dominicans who will never see a place as clean and beautifull as Canada, or who will never know that a society like that exists... along came rage, against those who are in our Goverments, and in our Politics, beacuse they have seen what we could become, and knowingly take advantage of the dominicans ignorance....My last fealing was that of comfort to know that Canada does exist and that such multicultural society works with tolerence and a preach of non-violence. It's not a myth...
Finally, when comming back to apagones that last 24 hours, lack of gas, corruption at the airport, and that darn President we still have (HM), I broke down to tears in the JetBlue Flight... to which a nice attendant, replied providing the necesary Scotch, to gulp it up...Free of Charge....
Hope you liked the story...
Loti
Comming to Canda was a great and lovely experience... From a dominican point of view my first and most candid surprise was to see when flying from Toronto to Sudbury Lake Ontario... I thought it was the sea and had to ask... just to find that it is the smallest of the 5 great lakes.... Then when arriving to Sudbury, I was greated with rain and wind and cold.. and we where in summer....!!! But as I alwayes said, I brought some Caribeean sunhine with me and the following days never showed any rain....
I travelled the same day thru the Spannish Forest to Chapleau, where I felt the urgent need to pee and my dainty ars encountered the first of many big ontario mosquitos... My opinion on them is the following, being bigger does not mean being smarter... I found them to be quite dumb flying and easy to spot and kill... Not the same for Pine bugs... but luckily I got out safe of those...
I can proudly say that Canadians are Canada's best asset. They are well educated and sincerely nice. They have this warmth to them and a good and sincere kindness that is easy to spot. They will trust you to say the truth and will trust your answers... that was a bit disturbing since I deal everyday here in D.R. with so many people that lie.
I was awed by the amazing beauty of the scenery and the quietness and the respect for the individual that they had. Although I missed guys turning around the minute I walked by, to stare at my a.., I can say that their respect while adressing me at all times was more than compensation for us dominican girls egos...
I had the opportunety to visit White Lake Provincial Park, and go for a true camping experience... My first try at fishing I caught a small Pickerel.. which my beau with his brother and nephew made me return to the water...The next day, when I finally got the casting right, I caugth a big Pike... Which we also ended up returning since, I found out the fish meat is not so nice...
When in confrontation of a Canadian lake, you can't help but to ask GOD, why did he give them so much and us so little... But even God compensated us by keeping the cold winter months away... A deep sense of Peace was encountered.. a feeling of not having to control what is indeed beyond us humans was also reafirmated....
I made friends who ask my beau about me all the time... They asked him as well how did he get this Caribeean girl to come to Canada and cut some yard grass... But any Dominican girl would know that we like things pretty and neat. I can also say that in Summer, Canadians are very proud of their flowers and their yards.... No wonder, I saw all kinds of beautifull flowers...I couldn't help but taking as much pictures as I could for my grandma...
Canadians can also be very open about discusing sex, that was always a surprise for me beacuse we are more tabuish about it, and any good old dominican girl does not discuss such things in public. But they do, and seem to be OK with it...
When comming back, I experimented two new feelings. One, a deep sense of compasition for all of those and us Dominicans who will never see a place as clean and beautifull as Canada, or who will never know that a society like that exists... along came rage, against those who are in our Goverments, and in our Politics, beacuse they have seen what we could become, and knowingly take advantage of the dominicans ignorance....My last fealing was that of comfort to know that Canada does exist and that such multicultural society works with tolerence and a preach of non-violence. It's not a myth...
Finally, when comming back to apagones that last 24 hours, lack of gas, corruption at the airport, and that darn President we still have (HM), I broke down to tears in the JetBlue Flight... to which a nice attendant, replied providing the necesary Scotch, to gulp it up...Free of Charge....
Hope you liked the story...
Loti
