I am finally back home in Canada, the whether is cold and I am not used to it. Last night in Airport it was -12, -19 with Windchill! My home is also cold, compared to my mum's home, where it was usually 25 or warmer, and my body is in a cold shock! Sometimes I wonder why the first Canadians decided to land in this country, they must have got here in July, the only nice month of the year
I am also jetlagged and woke up at 3AM, it is going to be a hard couple of days before I get used to the time zone. Outside my window it is snowing, and it reminds me of Christmas. It didn’t feel like Christmas back in Tehran, with spring like whether, and the sun which warmed me up even when the temperature was around zero.
This post is so incoherent, I better stop nagging and start unpacking, there is just soooooo much to do
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