In Edmonton for the first time. Never been West of Ontario, in this country. Familiar things long forgotten - strangely-dressed people speaking franglais, directions with 'past the Tim Horton's', the casual friendliness towards strangers... Or maybe it's the familarity that breeds friendliness, but there is definitely a change North of the border.
At any rate, reminds me of how global I've (we've?) become; no place need be home when you are comfortable everywhere. Feeling quite comfortable these days.