…if I didn’t admit that it’s daunting to look around this place and realise I’m not just visiting here.
That said, the view when we were out buying groceries last night, out over wide open green fields, felt like a good thing. I remembered my grandmother declaring of Prince Edward Island, “You have more sky here!” It’s like that.
Walking into town this afternoon, I was extra-conscious of being polite on the pavement, stepping down onto the street for women with prams or the street-sweeper with his cart. Yesterday as the landlord was fixing things around our house, I brought up a news item I’d read about in the local paper’s RSS feed, and it turned out he was one of the people involved. Yup, everyone knows everyone, so I will have to make sure my Canadian politeness will be turned up to its highest setting.
I passed several pairs of people who’d stopped to chat on the street, and now I’m in the old post office, which has been converted into a chain pub (that offers free WiFi), and several customers have stopped at someone’s table to say hello as they came in.
But I don’t know anyone. Not yet. And I’m not sure how that will start to change.
No regrets, though. I like an adventure.
