On day four Theresa and Nina already left. Theresa’s mom was visiting Theresa in Toronto so she had to be back. That meant that Betty and I were the only ones still at the hostel. It was a very easy going day (like most of my days overseas actually ;)).


Lots of kisses from Betty and me

But on day five, we were reflecting, about everything. I’m afraid to go back to Belgium somehow, that reverse culture shock is going to suck so bad. I’m very fond of my freedom, being able to do whatever I want. Probably the most beautiful part of being a student and studying abroad. You’re so much more open to everyone and everything. You don’t have another choice more or less, you have to be open and you have to meet people … But who says it has to stop after that, after Canada? Why should we stop pursuing that what we want most in life? Is it society inflicting rules upon us or are we inflicting rules upon ourselves?

It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you. – F. Scott Fitzgerald


The most funny part is when you leave home, you’re somehow afraid you might be missing out on stuff but the opposite is rather true.

It was a day full of sightseeing and deep thoughts (which I like), I got to know Betty more and I got to hear another life story which gave me again more perspective in life.


Heading back to Toronto