So Little Time
Monday I got to see some of the changes first hand and I felt like I had been transported to a different city entirely. It's common knowledge Buffalo always turns on the charm for Summer. (I always say, you will never find a population of folks who appreciate the sun as much as they do.) But this new Buffalo actually feels like a real destination, not just something locals can appreciate.
There were bars, restaurants, public artworks, green grass,
lawn chairs, cobbled streets, historic monuments, a stage for live music, kayak rentals, boat tours, mini
sailboats, a giant sandbox and more. Um hi, am I in Charleston or something? Nope. Buffalo. I want to come here a million more times before I fly back to Australia.
It’s been a whirlwind three weeks (I cannot believe I’ve
been here that long already.) We have had out of town guests, parties,
concerts, dinners- all fun, fun, fun, but it's taken a toll. I felt physically drained before heading to the waterfront and to be completely honest I was in a rotten, run-down mood. Somehow though, being there in the sunshine, experiencing the progress of my beloved home city, it just perked-up my soul.
It’s so hard for me to find that balance between self care and
letting loose on a normal day but it's near impossible when I know there is a time limit like there is on our visit. Usually I run around like a lunatic but since becoming a parent, I don't have the energy to keep up the way I used to and I need to remember to take a step back and rest, for the sake of my daughter and myself.
I'm glad we went to the water and had a little fun because the next day was an intensely emotional one. We buried my dog's ashes in the backyard then drove my brother to the airport. I didn't know when I would see him again. On the way home I wished out loud that he could stay longer, just a little more time, now that things are quieting down.
I went to dinner with my Dad afterward and while we were eating and he got a phone call from my brother. Turns out his flight was cancelled and he got to spend one more night at home. Maybe the universe heard my pleas. A few more hours with my brosef- I'll take it. I'm one grateful sister.
I went to dinner with my Dad afterward and while we were eating and he got a phone call from my brother. Turns out his flight was cancelled and he got to spend one more night at home. Maybe the universe heard my pleas. A few more hours with my brosef- I'll take it. I'm one grateful sister.
Labels: ExPat Life, Family, Travel
posted by Unknown @ 12:43 PM
4 Comments
4 Comments:
I'm glad you are having a great time with your family Dawn! I know what you mean about the changing face of a cit, going from the familiar to a destination. Itwas a bit like that when we lived in Sydney and moved back to Adelaide, only to find that they had upgraded the foreshore and built an incredible marina. I felt like I was in Monte-Carlo amongst the yachts, restaurants and boutiques! x
Thanks Karen! It almost feels more like a vacation than a visit...I'll take it!
Looks like heaps of fun! I always get so tired and run down when I visit Canada too. It's trying to do and see everything and everyone. The thing that usually gets me most is the people who you never hear from on FB, that suddenly give a crap about you and want your precious time. How to nicely say "I have 5 days left and I want to spend them with the people who show regular interest in me, and that's not you." haha! There is no way, is there. AVOIDANCE is key. haha!
Such a difficult balance! I'm 6 days from leaving and am hiding at home watching TV with my Mom. :)
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