It’s been a year already? Exactly a year ago today I arrived here in Vancouver. And about five years before I moved to the States, and years before I moved somewhere and years before that it was some other place…

I guess I’m a bit of a transient; the longest I’ve ever lived in one place is five years. But none of these moves has been by choice; Vancouver is the first place I chose to move to, a decision I made all by myself. And a year later I’m still glad I picked this city.

It was two years of intensive decision making and planning, countless trips to New York, family meetings, serious debates and a whole lot more. The decision to move came from a strategic opportunity, whimsical desires and a silly hunt for nirvana – which continues.

On that early wet Sunday morning when I set out for yet another adventure, I knew this time would be different; it was my first real leap towards adulthood. At the airport I had little doubts, but doubts all the same. We took the shortest of trips on the tiniest of planes into Toronto. Someone once told me that moving to Canada I’d forever be labelled an immigrant, I guess it beats being called an ‘alien’. Besides I’ve been an immigrant for the most part of my life. Though most of the time I don’t feel like an immigrant, I think of myself as a citizen of the world. However this world citizen had to be processed by Canadian immigration, a rather surprisingly pleasant experience totally different from my experience with the INS or let’s say… Danish immigration (but that’s a different story!).

The flight to Vancouver was delayed which led to us getting here later than we’d assumed. John (the guy renting us the apartment) suggested we get a limo because of our luggage, so we sorta came into the city in style. The whole experience was incredible and exciting, the city, the slight nervous rush and the eagerness to begin the rest of my life.

That was a year ago today and I feel like I’ve come a long way. I’ve walked around all my life looking for a place to belong. I’m still not sure if I’ll find it in this place, but I’m willing to try yet another year or maybe three more.

* this city’s natural, beautiful and lush but I still have to find myself a place to belong, translates as miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep…

* took a bit of Frost and made it my own

PLAYING: The littlest birds – The be good Tanyas

READING: The devil wears Prada - Lauren Weisberger

WATCHING: CSI Miami

QUOTE: “I was fair as the summer day now the summer days are through”