Thirteen days to go.
Thirteen days until Japan. Until a month-long stay in Nagoya, where I'll get a two-week training, and some vacation time before starting my position in December. Some fellow teachers posted pictures of the Nagoya training accomodations, and it looks nice. My possible city is also a ferry ride away from the beautiful Kobe, so I'm dreaming about fun weekend trips. Not really prepared about what's awaiting me, but excited nonetheless.
Thirteen more days in Montreal. Trying to see all my friends, go to my favourite cafés, and eat my favourite foods. Living my regular life, pretending I'm not going anywhere. Going to the gym, taking the bus to work, going for long walks at the mountain, cooking meals and watching movies in my little white apartment. Saying goodbye to the city I loved and loathed in the past few months. Not sure if I feel sad, or relieved to escape Montreal. And ecstatic about living my dream. A bit of everything, I guess.