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My jaunt to Montréal was, like most trips back then, planned around an athletic event I was participating in, in this case a Spartan Super obstacle race. I would have to pay full price for this, but I also signed up to work as a volunteer the next day in order to get a free race later.
I felt like I was long overdue for a trip to anywhere in Canada, so I had to take this chance to go there. Up until this point, except for an hour or so riding in the back seat of my parents' minivan in Windsor, Ontario (across the border from Detroit, which we were visiting) when I was nine, I hadn't done any kind of traveling in Canada. It didn't seem right that I had seen so much of Europe, on the other side of an ocean, but had barely caught a glimpse of this massive country that bordered my own.
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Coronavirus is running rampant outside the walls of my apartment and I'm having to stay home from work for the next several days as they try to limit how many people are in one room at one time. All the gyms and swimming pools are closed, causing me to find different ways to keep in shape. In over three years, the longest I've gone without swimming was 10 days...and the Sindelfingen and Maichingen pools aren't reopening until the first of May! It also goes without saying that I'm not getting on a plane or intercity train anytime soon. Ski resorts have all shut down early, cutting my planned snowboard season a month short...Tomorrowland Winter was understandably cancelled, I didn't have a ticket to go anyway but it was still shocking news...right now I'm a little wary of registering for anything--music festival, obstacle race, marathon, whatever--happening before the end of summer. Small price to pay, though, for halting the spread of a pandemic.
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After a year and a half living in Germany, I really felt I should exhaustively write out all my observations on life over here. Overall, I've really loved it, and while there's been a lot of culture shock, there's also been more moments than I can count in which I've thought "why can't we have anything like this back in the States?" Before moving here, I was in San Antonio, Texas for eight years, and before that, spent various stages of life moving between three coasts and a few other points far from any coast.
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When I last left off, I had just gone through security at Bruxelles-Midi train station, walked across a line marked "UK Border" and gotten my passport stamped by British customs agents. When I finally got through all that business and boarded the Eurostar, I found that there was assigned seating. I just took a seat I thought looked appealing, as if I were on the ICE, until the people who already had that seat bumped me out, and pointed on my ticket where my seat number is. Remember this if you ever book travel on the Eurostar!
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