I made it!

Sitting on my lover’s bed. Our bed. It’s been two weeks today and I still can’t believe it is happening! I am now living in Cornwall, Prince Edward Island: the town which has "so much to offer”.

The airport: I am so grateful that Carole and Melanie were there to help me out with the whole last-minute-packing-God-it’s-over-50-kilo issue. I ended up with a total of 39 kilos (was allowed 40). Once at the check-in desk, the guy asked me about ESTA (Editor’s note: International travelers who are seeking to travel to the United States under the Visa Waiver Program are now subject to enhanced security requirements). Fortunately, I knew what he was talking about so I answered calmly that I wasn’t going to set foot in the United states. He told me that if I was going to Montreal, I had to. And should have done it three days earlier.
I said I am not going to Montreal nor anywhere near the United states. Leave me alone freak.

The flight: Icelandair isn't the best airline (I am being so Canadian - and polite!). They make you pay for food, pillows and headphones! Really? On an international flight?

Highlight: I met a very nice Acadian couple. Alain and Myriam are both teachers. They live in the Acadian peninsula and speak Frenglish. I remember her saying to her boyfriend “Check la couleur de l’eau” thinking "What the hell!"

The immigration: I got there on time. Nervous as heck thinking “Open your arms, please let me in”. hehe
The first customs guy asked me: What are you gonna do there? I said: I am not sure yet. He answered: You don’t know? And laughed. Good start Deb, you can do better.
He then told me to go see a woman who asked me a hundred questions and eventually stapled a work permit on my passport.
O the smile on my face! Time for me to get my luggage, say goodbye to the Frenglish couple and go meet my lover.

And there he was. Smiling at me. And I thought: I made it!