Oh, you thought I'd stopped fangirling about Canada? Nah, sorry. I think I'm turning into a bit of a broken record when it comes to Canada, and the more time that passes, the more Daz and I are sure it's where we need to be.
I know. I know. Didn't we just move to Edinburgh? Yup, yup, yup, and we are enjoying it. It's a beautiful city and Scotland wasn't voted the most beautiful country in the world for nothing. It's just not Canada. (If you're new to Girl In Awe & want to know why I fangirl about Canada so much, take a look through my Canada archives, or about 70% of my photos on Instagram.)
You know when you go on holiday and you get a serious good time hangover when you get home? It's like that, but permanent. In fact, we keep saying we left part of our souls in Canada like a less-deadly horcrux. Think of me as a travelling, orange-haired, eco-friendly, non-lethal, puppy-loving Voldemort, if you will. Now, there's an image for you. Though, we don't know that Voldemort didn't separate his recycling, and maybe the dude volunteered at rescue shelters when he wasn't trying to kill Harry et al.,.
I always remember my Mum telling me that Ireland instantly felt like home to her the first time she visited, and every time she's been since. I've tried to imagine myself living in every country I've visited and most of the time it seemed pretty fun, but I didn't understand what she meant until I began exploring Alberta.