Hi there.

Next week, it will be 4 months since I left France. I miss you, guys. I miss cheese and wine. I miss Paris.

4 Months. Enough to make a turn around myself in my jeans after the slap I received by arriving here. Enough to get a first job, to improve my English and to prepare myself for the winter.

Now, the first phase of my plan in Canada is over and I really have to plan for the future.

I have to ask for the permanent residency. I got my driving license and, next Thursday, I will get the OHIP, the health insurance in Ontario. I still have to find something to quit my work but it will be really hard with the actual context.

I met a lot of nice people here. Still not enough but at least I keep seeing them.

See you.