arriving home part three
One of the first things I did when I arrived home was enroll in a Speak Italian for Beginners course at U of T. I considered language schools and even looked to see if Sheridan was offering anything, but I guess alumni always sticks with its own school.
I also spoke with Adrian on the phone and we thought of getting a place together. My original intent was to stay at home so that I could look after my father until he retires in April. I had already spoken of moving to Little Italy and after some research I found two places in Corso Italia that seemed nice.
Krista and I went to visit the first place yesterday and I have an appointment today to see the second place. The location seems great. Both places are at the corner of Lansdowne and Davenport with the first place being a bit closer to Dupont. There is a Price Chopper and Zellers one block away and Corso Italia seemed quaint and pleasant. It was about a five minuite walk.
Although the loft looks great, there would be no way for Adrian and I to put our furniture in the place. This second place has two bedrooms and there is one more place where Krista currently lives that has more spacious rooms and could definatley hold our furniture. I will give them a call today.
The one thing I noticed is that the place is not central to both of our needs and it seems that I might have to get a car. I will be taking public transit today to see what the differences may be and I started calculating the cost of getting this new place with a car. If we were planning to marry, was it realistic to pay about $1700-$1900 every month for this new place? I am including groceries, rent, utilities, car lease, car insurance, and gas. I began looking up prices for a wedding to see if it was possible to do both.
The first thing I noticed is that we probably should not host the wedding in Gros Morne or Terra Nova provincial park. Although the place looks beautiful with majestic mountians, cascading waterfalls and sandy beaches, there are no amentities anywhere. The best we could hope for is a few nearby craft stores and cottages to rent out. I began looking into St. John's where I found some wedding photographers and a hotel that will plan the wedding for us. The Fairmount belongs to the same chain that does The Savoy in the UK along with other ritzy places. There is a reason why their services don't list a price. I am still looking, but was happy to hear that with Adrian's OSAP and money he earned over the summer the main bulk of expenses would not fall under my hands. i only earn roughly $2000 a month so there would be no way for me to save for a wedding and pay for our place together.
Although Adrian's intent is to propose one week after he arrives in Toronto from the Artic and have a two year engagement in order to save money, we will have to see what will happen once I can figure out how possible it is to do all these things.
My mother found my paper with all my doodles about prices in Newfoundland and freaked out while Adrian is on the phone. She has already been informed that she is not invited to the wedding, because as much as it hurts me to seperate a mother and child on a special day, she has no sense of self control when she's drunk. She can't even refer to Adrian by name when she's sober and always flies off the handle so despite her greatest efforts to be civil on our special day, I can already see what embarrasements and humiliations will fly out of her mouth once she's had some wine and champagne in her belly. I just don't want to put myself, Adrian, his family or mine in that type of predictment.
Now that she has gone crazy over the potential wedding, I am not sure I can handle staying at home. As Adrian puts it, the one to two hour commute each way to work doesn't seem so bad in comparison to my mom bursting into my room every few minuites to complain about the potential wedding.
So here I sit this morning trying to expfres what has been going on in the past few days. I am still reading my Bernard Cornwell's The Last Kingdom. Adrian found it amusing that an English historical fiction could remind me of Italy.
I originally saw Riccardo reading a novel and glanced over his shoulder to read a paragraph in Italian. I found the story quite intriguing and so found the English translation in Scotland. I often think about how I read the story in Italian and then in English. Since the story revolves around the early origins of the UK when the Danes and Saxons conquered old Roman grounds, it also reminded me of what I have learned about the Romans and early UK settlements.
I was not sure whether to start uploading pictures of Ireland onto this blog and start going through my memories in chronological order, but I am still having a wee problem with my camera in downloading everything off the memory card. I have Ireland to Pompey and Pompey to a bit of Palermo, but I am still missing Palermo to France (which includes Germany, England, Scotland and Wales). I think I will start uploading the Italian pictures so at least I can send them off to the people we met on the tour and then start doing my own personal stuff.
until we speak again,
happy trails to you...
I also spoke with Adrian on the phone and we thought of getting a place together. My original intent was to stay at home so that I could look after my father until he retires in April. I had already spoken of moving to Little Italy and after some research I found two places in Corso Italia that seemed nice.
Krista and I went to visit the first place yesterday and I have an appointment today to see the second place. The location seems great. Both places are at the corner of Lansdowne and Davenport with the first place being a bit closer to Dupont. There is a Price Chopper and Zellers one block away and Corso Italia seemed quaint and pleasant. It was about a five minuite walk.
Although the loft looks great, there would be no way for Adrian and I to put our furniture in the place. This second place has two bedrooms and there is one more place where Krista currently lives that has more spacious rooms and could definatley hold our furniture. I will give them a call today.
The one thing I noticed is that the place is not central to both of our needs and it seems that I might have to get a car. I will be taking public transit today to see what the differences may be and I started calculating the cost of getting this new place with a car. If we were planning to marry, was it realistic to pay about $1700-$1900 every month for this new place? I am including groceries, rent, utilities, car lease, car insurance, and gas. I began looking up prices for a wedding to see if it was possible to do both.
The first thing I noticed is that we probably should not host the wedding in Gros Morne or Terra Nova provincial park. Although the place looks beautiful with majestic mountians, cascading waterfalls and sandy beaches, there are no amentities anywhere. The best we could hope for is a few nearby craft stores and cottages to rent out. I began looking into St. John's where I found some wedding photographers and a hotel that will plan the wedding for us. The Fairmount belongs to the same chain that does The Savoy in the UK along with other ritzy places. There is a reason why their services don't list a price. I am still looking, but was happy to hear that with Adrian's OSAP and money he earned over the summer the main bulk of expenses would not fall under my hands. i only earn roughly $2000 a month so there would be no way for me to save for a wedding and pay for our place together.
Although Adrian's intent is to propose one week after he arrives in Toronto from the Artic and have a two year engagement in order to save money, we will have to see what will happen once I can figure out how possible it is to do all these things.
My mother found my paper with all my doodles about prices in Newfoundland and freaked out while Adrian is on the phone. She has already been informed that she is not invited to the wedding, because as much as it hurts me to seperate a mother and child on a special day, she has no sense of self control when she's drunk. She can't even refer to Adrian by name when she's sober and always flies off the handle so despite her greatest efforts to be civil on our special day, I can already see what embarrasements and humiliations will fly out of her mouth once she's had some wine and champagne in her belly. I just don't want to put myself, Adrian, his family or mine in that type of predictment.
Now that she has gone crazy over the potential wedding, I am not sure I can handle staying at home. As Adrian puts it, the one to two hour commute each way to work doesn't seem so bad in comparison to my mom bursting into my room every few minuites to complain about the potential wedding.
So here I sit this morning trying to expfres what has been going on in the past few days. I am still reading my Bernard Cornwell's The Last Kingdom. Adrian found it amusing that an English historical fiction could remind me of Italy.
I originally saw Riccardo reading a novel and glanced over his shoulder to read a paragraph in Italian. I found the story quite intriguing and so found the English translation in Scotland. I often think about how I read the story in Italian and then in English. Since the story revolves around the early origins of the UK when the Danes and Saxons conquered old Roman grounds, it also reminded me of what I have learned about the Romans and early UK settlements.
I was not sure whether to start uploading pictures of Ireland onto this blog and start going through my memories in chronological order, but I am still having a wee problem with my camera in downloading everything off the memory card. I have Ireland to Pompey and Pompey to a bit of Palermo, but I am still missing Palermo to France (which includes Germany, England, Scotland and Wales). I think I will start uploading the Italian pictures so at least I can send them off to the people we met on the tour and then start doing my own personal stuff.
until we speak again,
happy trails to you...
posted by Ophelia Pace at 4:12 AM
1 Comments:
How was the other place? How long did it take you to get there? Hope to talk to you soon!
Krista
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