Since my last article had a lack of words and were more driven by the pictures I am going to tell some short stories I was involved with during my last weeks. I am going to tell you about the hospitality on the Canadians but I have to mention that the following is always involving Couchsurfing. I joined this community since the most of my friends in Montreal are already members of this community and got to know each other through it. In several bigger cities all over the world there are events where couch surfers and host come together and share their stories. After I spent two nights in my car and one night in a Motel a gave Couchsurfing a shot. My first host was a 53 years old woman doing marathons and all in all she was a very welcoming and funny person. We had dinner together and the next morning she even made some pancakes for me. A good start I thought but it was getting even better.
Thanks Giving is not such a big deal for us Germans but here in North America it is almost as popular as Christmas. My stay in Halifax was exactly around the time of Thanks Giving in Canada and so my host invited me to their families Thanks Giving Dinner to eat all the traditional things just like turkey. Suddenly I was getting to know to a whole family from the grand children to the aunts and uncles to the grandparents. I felt like a very old friend of the family and if you want to say so I was eating my first turkey with strange friends. It was an unforgettable evening but it was getting even better.
On my way to saint John my host there invited me to a house party with some friends a little bit outside of the town. After some text messages we figured out where I have to go and when I approximately will arrive but then I was asked a very irritating question. “Do you have a bathing suit with you? My friends have a hot tub.” And there I was standing in front of this mansion in the woods, at a lake, with an outside hut tub, with a chimney and a piano in the living room. The father was serving a steamed on cedar wood Solomon together with maple syrup. After the dinner the mother and daughter gave a little piano/violin concert and after some rounds of FlipCup we went in to the hot tub. That evening was a real blast. Eating, drinking, party and again I felt like a very old friend of the family.
I just can say the Canadians really live the meaning of “you are welcome”. There are some translations for that in German but just for the words not for the deep meaning of this sentence. Maybe this all is just based on the fact that I was dealing with members and friends of the Couchsurfing community but I can tell that also the other people I met on my were always close to invite me for a tea at their home. I am absolutely not used to so much heartwarming hospitality and kindness and so I am really enjoying every moment of it. Now I am in the USA and for the current host I can tell the same and nobody knows maybe I am going to write an article about a story that will excel the Canadian stories above. I just can hope for that.
And so i close as always: Cheers, ND