Bonjour Montreal & Bon voyage Daniel

Well, the past week and a bit have been crazy busy. Monday I moved all my stuff into my apartment in Montreal and I can't believe how much I LOVE the apartment I will be living in next year! It's so old and quirky, and it makes me smile every time I think about it! Although, I must say, as much as I adore all the antique furniture I have been so fortunate enough to furnish my new home with, I can't help but wish they were lighter pieces to move. I would have never been able to move in without the help of the parentals, Daniel and the amazing assistance of my friend, the ever beautiful Lauren Barkley. With the joy of moving into my new home, this week ended on a bittersweet note with the departure of my beloved older brother, for a three-month pilot stint in Africa and the Canary Islands. I'm so proud of my big bro but I'm going to miss him! Well, I end this post with a picture of my new pad. When I officially move to Montreal on August 24, I'll probably add a few more pics of my favourite quirky attributes of my place, most noticeably (and much to the shagrin of my mother) the EPIC spice rack. You will understand in time.

Me in some words

I am a university student that is about to graduate but decided to continue the mental torture of higher education and go for a Master’s. Why continue with the torture? Because at the end of the day I love learning and I guess I’m a sucker for punishment. But hey, I’m not ready for the real world and I don’t think the real world is quite yet ready for me. Professional Student status it is. Oh, and this blog, well… I’ll be writing down the random occurrences, travels and stories of my life post-undergrad. I think its a good way to keep in contact with my friends who are moving to all corners of the globe, and, lets face it, this blog will give more insight into my various escapades than facebook ever could.

Those who already know me, my blog title is quite obvious in its inspiration. As an undergraduate, I studied history and drama. History is the subject that commands most of my interest and, to be honest, with you, I’m pretty sure the only reason I continued on with drama was because of all the opportunities to dress up all historically accurate like. But then again, I love the inner workings and atmosphere of the theatre and all it encompasses, so that may have something to do with my study of it!

Travel (my favourite hobby) is where my two beloved subjects entwine; every place you go has a story and each of those places perform what they want visitors to take away from their travels. Will S. writes it best in Henry V prologue. I’ll say adieu now and let you meander over Will’s words of wisdom:

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash’d in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire
Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unraised spirits that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France? or may we cram
Within this wooden O the very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work.
Suppose within the girdle of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:
Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i’ the receiving earth;
For ’tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them here and there; jumping o’er times,
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,
Admit me Chorus to this history;
Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.