It was a little odd to visit my old stomping grounds for a few days. So much had changed and yet so little had changed during that time. And now - with time having flown by - I'm back once again in Calgary.
I suppose that my return is with somewhat mixed emotions, as might be expected. It was good to be (officially) home again, and now its nice to be (unofficially) home again. Yet, whereever you go all you always end up falling somewhat out of touch with things in other places. That said, the more I move the more there is to forget.
One of the things on my todo list is to pester Jacob to get me some more information on foreign-studenthood in the Netherlands. Hopefully this will be more affordable than the UK universities whose websites I was poking about were.
More commentary on the trek to BC will have to await my procurement of some shuteye.