Showing posts with label Canada. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Canada. Show all posts

Apr 29, 2013

Toronto Skyline from different Views

Woodbine Park
Niagara-on-the-Lake
Gardiner Expressway 
Coxwell Ave. & Lakeshore Blvd. East
One month in my hometown (March 17-April 16) just wasn't long enough... sigh. It was still a fun@ss time, though! Much love to all of you who made our visit doper than dope!!!!!!!!! Right now I have the daunting task of organizing the massive amount of pics I took. After realizing I had a handful of Tdot skyline shots, this blog post was born. #hardlyhomebutalwaysreppin

Jul 1, 2012

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Kanada!

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Back home, if I celebrated at all, on Canada Day I would likely be BBQing with the fam and watching fireworks at night. It's funny how when you live abroad though, you tend to get more excited about cultural events like this. As such, I badly wanted to celebrate Canada Day this year, and after some seeking, I was able to find fellow Canucks living in Braunschweig! We planned to meet for a picnic and some drinks in a local park on the birthdate of our home and native land, and the afternoon turned out splendidly. Pictured here is the flag Kelly proudly made for the event. We got some stares but whatev!

May 15, 2012

Filipinos in Braunschweig?!

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Marshall McLuhan once said, "Canada is the only country in the world that knows how to live without an identity." Only within the last 1.5 years of living abroad have I come to thoroughly understand this. As a foreigner here, I'm constantly asked "Where are you from?" I always proudly respond, Canada!" If I receive a bewildered facial expression, I further explain, "My parents are from the Philippines." Ohhh.

Back when I was living in Toronto, whenever someone asked me "Where are you from?" I'd respond, "I'm Filipino." Strange, eh? Such is the common case for being born and raised in an immigrant country. Nowadays, I identify myself as a Canadian who was raised in/amongst the Filipino culture. And I gotta admit, I miss it. I miss mom's pancit palabok, pandisal from Baker's Best... even all the loud famjams. So imagine my state of shock after finding out that Filipinos exist here in Braun-town. Hallo Deutsch-Philippinischer Kulturkreis, guess who wants to become your newest member?