I'm home...and I arrived with a the same time than a cold front.
"A cold front" in this case means "-20C" (-4F).
Going from +30C (86F) to -20C is a little difficult but the worse is really going from warm and super humid to cold and very dry. My skin is wondering what is going on. On the plus side my "personal" laundry, that I wash by hand and hang inside my room at work and which takes so long to dry, dried in no time at all here. Still, I'll admit, for hte first time ever I am thinking that I do not really want to retire in this quite of climate. I always said that I would retire in Canada, that I didn't want to be a foreigner anymore when I retired, but now with this cold I wonder.
But all this said I am actually enjoying being home. I have already cooked myself a plain vegetable soup with lot of green beans and garlic (my favourite), a super spicy East Indian style mock chicken soup, a potato and pea curry and the cookbook is already open in the kitchen to the "Nigerian red kidney bean stew with peanut sauce" recipe from "Madhur Jaffrey's World Vegetarian". I'm also thinking of making myself my all time favourite cake, the ginger cake from the "fields of Greens" cookbook...especially since I saw some pears in the store and it goes really well with pear fruit salad.
I have already been to the library three times and borrowed lots of books (mostly travel books, particularly about India, books from the Young Adult section, more Anne Perry, and of course some books picked just about randomly) as well as books on CDs (including Fahrenheit 451) and even DVDs (one about the reign of Queen Victoria, one about the history of the Sahara..no idea if they mean the human history or the natural history of the Sahara). I have been reading mostly and ended up returning two DVDs I had rented ("Ratatouille" and Jacky Chang's "The Myth") without even watching them.
I am letting myself sleep whenever I want and this is turning into a 6:00pm to 2:00am sleep pattern. This morning I started cooking the curry at 3:00am. Either way the days are so short that I really does not make any difference, I am not missing any daylight.
And one other thing! Remember how last rotation at work I was not sure whether I had forgotten my camera or it had gotten stolen? Well it was stolen. It is nowhere home to be found and my house is not that big.
I bought myself another camera but all the photos from the Jasper road trip with Dave are lost, AND I still preferred some of the features my old camera had.