Twenty-five years ago, at the tender age of 19, I set off on a 70-hour (😅) Greyhound ride from Guelph to Vancouver; a grand relocation to start my first year at UBC. I had a backpack with the essentials: a Discman, a Gameboy, and half a dozen books, and the rest of my life was packed into a few suitcases in the luggage hold.
I’m still here, and I’m deeply grateful for this place and the life I’ve made here -- and of course for the many friendships forged along the way. ❤️