I must be a Winnipegger in my past life. I feel so at home here. I love this incredible city and its people!
Saturday, 17 November 2012
March 30 @Stella's
March 30 probably does not mean anything to anyone, but to me it was a big day.
I had lunch at the Winnipeg Art Gallery, and honestly the food was not very good. So I needed something sweet to cheer myself up. Naturally, I went to the nearest restaurant - Stella’s.
The restaurant was packed, and it was noisy. I was taken to a seat near the window by Portage, and on the next table I saw a guy talking to a woman, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. After deliberating for about 10 minutes, I decided to introduce myself. You know, I was (and still am) new to Winnipeg, and I would like to talk to people.
Anyway I found out the guy was a retired professor and the woman was retired too, they gave me tips about where to rent an apartment, and what I should watch out for. I was so engaged and happy that I had people to talk to, the ice-cream had melted on my lovely waffles before I started eating.
But it was not the end. Without even an invitation, the lady put her number on a piece of paper and gave it to me, and she said I could call her if I needed anything.
I have never experienced anything like that in my entire life, whether in Hong Kong or UK, the two places that I have lived. I was blown away.
However, for almost a week I was not sure if I should call this lady because she may have regretted giving me her number or something. Anyway I called her on the following Thursday, and I asked if she was interested in getting together for coffee. To my delight, she said yes!!!
It was then I realized she gave me her home phone number. It suddenly dawned on me what is one the number plates in this city – Friendly Manitoba. These are not just words, this is real.
Seven months have passed since I met Esper, I just want to say I am incredibly lucky to have Esper as a friend, and you will know why if you keep tuning in!
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