That’s where home is. Although you can’t actually see my apartment because it’s in one of the blocks on the other side of the place where all the blocks of apartments are. Whatever you’d call that. A campus perhaps? Anyway, you can see the recreation grounds opposite the apartments where the baseball field is, and Sarcee Trail, which is the main road running down the west of Calgary. In the distance you might just be able to make out the mountains. The other day we went past a lake on the bus and could see snow covered mountains the other side – looked very nice, but I didn’t have my camera with me.
Yesterday I went to church in the northwest of Calgary. It took two busses and a c-train ride to get there, and we had to set off two hours early, but I really liked the church. It was nice and small – just a couple of hundred people perhaps, and had a really nice family atmosphere. The worship was dire, but that might have been because it was a special service, with it being Canadian Thanksgiving here this weekend, so we’re going to try it again next week. And I’ve worked out a bus route which takes half and hour less, so I won’t have to get up at silly o’clock.
It doesn’t actually feel like home here yet – I miss having friends, I miss my car (at least, I miss being able to go for a drive and explore) and I get frustrated by people not being able to understand me. Such as yesterday when I asked for a Coke in MacDonalds and they didn’t understand. But this is a picture of some guys playing cricket on the tennis courts outside my apartment yesterday afternoon, which makes me feel more at home!
Culture note: You can use American coins in Canada as if they were Canadian money.