Hello Internet Strangers,
It’s me—your not-so favorite tropical girl-export-turned-Canadian-popsicle.
So picture this: one minute I’m living my best tropical-island life—sun kissing my skin, coconuts casually falling from trees like nature’s surprise gifts, and sandals being my entire personality.
BOOM!!
I move to Calgary, Canada, where the sky throws tiny frozen insults at me called snowflakes and the weather changes moods faster than I change outfits like really... Frostbite and unpredictable sky tantrums? Tell me about it! The land where the temperature goes from “pleasant” to “WHY IS THE AIR ATTACKING ME” in about five minutes.
Guess my reputation as "Burned skin traveler" will change into "Frost bite skin traveler".
MY FIRST SNOW ENCOUNTER- AS A RESIDENCE!
My tropical soul said “You’re going to LOVE snow!”
So I went outside in the state of mind that during my winter travel I'm in love with winter. So! Arms open, ready to embrace my new glittery winter wonderland like a Disney princess. Five seconds later? My tropical DNA whispered, "Girl… go inside." I slipped on ice. I discovered that -20°C will be my casual day during winter. And I learned that snow is only cute on postcards.
CANADIANS! WHY ARE YOU ALL APOLOGIZING?!
Nobody warned me Canadians are so polite it’s suspicious.
I bumped into someone at the grocery store.
You bump into them?
They say sorry.
They bump into you?
They say sorry.
A door swings weird?
Someone apologizes.
Ice hits your face?
Someone apologizes on behalf of the sky.
I don’t even know whose fault it was, but apparently we both committed a national offense. Like next time when someone says sorry I will reply back like "Don't be sorry! Be better 😉"
THE CALGARY WEATHER MOOD SWING FESTIVAL
Morning: Sunshine.
Lunch: Cloudy depressing.
Afternoon: Snow.
Evening: chinook winds trying to blow me back to my tropical homeland.
Weather here is like a drama queen who says: “Why have one season when you can have all of them… today?”
Oh yea! Not to mention In the first month I'm here, I dealing with non stop headache for straight 4 days! Amazing! Amazing! And the worse thing is, I literally a single fighter dealing with constant headache while still need to cook myself to stay alive.
BUT HONESTLY...
Even with the weird weather, the polite people, and the fact that winter lasts three-hundred years (or feels like it), Calgary has its own charm.
The mountains are ridiculously beautiful. It is like a dream come true, where I live in a place that most people just visit to travel.
Amazing Albertan beef! Ohhhh this is my favorite! I ate meat even way much more that I ever did back in Indonesia.
Oh ya! Another thing surprised me is, seeing people driving and actually STOP for me to cross the street. This is a like a rare breed in Jakarta. Unbelievable!
And even though I’m constantly freezing, confused, and dramatically clutching my jacket like a Victorian widow in distress…
I guess…
Maybe…
I’m getting used to it.
But don’t tell anyone.
I have a sarcastic reputation to protect.
So, Calgary! Its been nice to meet you! I like you more than I've ever thought!
I might love you by the time I discover you more.
Love,
Your future favorite tropical girl.
Lys.
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