West Campus: Closer to the prison than your classes

After a long, lone, expensive* road trip up to Kingston, I have moved everything and settled quite nicely into my new room on West Campus. This must be the smallest room I have ever lived in, but the storage space is incredible and the room is now livable.

The few days before my drive, I was feeling sad and unwilling to leave Markham, which had once again become a dear home. Yet now that I am here, I am feeling like Kingston is quickly turning into home again. As I drove downtown Kingston in search of a gas station (the only one I remember ever seeing in my days as a pedestrian student), I noticed the incredible night life of Kingstonians. Behind City Hall, a huge silver screen was set up and a lot of people were on portable chairs and bleachers watching a movie. The streets were quite crowded with people and the pubs were fuller than I expected. This was a side of Kingston I hadn't known in my previous two years. I really should check it out some more with my friends this year. It's hard to believe I'm already entering my middle year. I love this place and know that time will zoom by too quickly.

Something I noticed today: people actually drive at the speed limit in Kingston. I was impressed. Perhaps my driving habits shall conform to the other drivers of this quaint city.

*I was caught speeding in a construction zone and must pay a hefty fee of $283. Remember friends, when driving in a construction zone, the speed limit is only 80 km/h. If I remember correctly, if you're speeding in a construction zone with workers present in America, your punishment is some jail time. Fortunately, I'm in Canada.