sobota, 13 września 2014

International Buddhist Temple

What's Canada if not the spark that started life, smile of a stranger, sweet music, starry skies, wonder, mystery, wherever my road goes, early wake-ups in a moving home? Especially smile of a stranger. People are very friendly. I feel weird very often when someone asks me how I feel. In Poland people always ask: WHAT!!!? I could sit in Poland and do nothing but .... it is boring as hell. And when you hear "Oh! They have a limo. Probably stolen" all the time, you've got enough. So I packed a few things and flew to Canada for a few months. To explore, to see how people are. Our Prime Minister wants Poles to go back from abroad. After my "trip" I'm going back home. I promise, I'll be back. I will even go to Warsaw ... for a visa to be able to work in Canada! :D It does not matter I can earn more in Norway. People are really important, not money. If you understand what i mean.

Last week I sat alone, of course, did not want to learn so I went to the International Buddhist Temple. I was a little disappointed. In a guide, I saw miracles and in the mean time..... pffffff. Only the temple was open. It seems to me that 11AM is too early. I inhaled incense and that's all. I rode a bike about 20km and...

PS: Do you know what I did with grammar books? Burned! So what that I sometimes talk nonsense? It does not matter 'cuz it's in english ;)

Hello Canada!