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Hidemi Woods 

Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.

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A trip to California I took in May changed my mindset. When I found bargain fares online, I quickly decided to go to Montreal for the first time in seven years by using my emergency savings. I felt it was ridiculous to keep money in a bank although we are mortal and we don’t know when our time is up. I once lived in Montreal for about a year in total. I wanted to stay there, but I had to leave and come back to Japan as my money ran out. Since then, I have always hoped to live there again or at least to visit there as a tourist. What I like about Montreal are its beauty, a relaxing atmosphere and people there who seem to live to enjoy life rather than achieve success. I’m not sure if it’s because of their ways of life or the French-spoken region of Canada, but they are fashionable with excellent taste. For that combination of the city and the people, just walking down the street is fascinating enough. I took on a 12-hour flight to Toronto during which I happened to find ‘Tomorrowland’ among the in-flight movies, saw it twice and cried yet again. I went through immigration where an immigration officer gave me lengthy, irrelevant, even harassing questions including about my pin I was wearing on my jacket. It was a pin from ‘Tomorrowland’ and she almost made me begin to explain the whole movie story. The airport system in Toronto was somewhat odd. I was just in transit en route to Montreal, but I needed to pick up my luggage, carry to the distant counter and check it in all over again. Although I had already been through the security checkpoint before I got on board in Japan and had never left the airport, I had to do it again. I ended up gobbling a whole bottle of water in front of the security gate, which was exactly what I did on the last trip to California. After the security checkpoint, I saw an information screen for departure to make sure the gate number for my flight to Montreal. The flight was missing. There was no information about my flight, no cancelled, no delayed, no nothing. Among the long list of departing flights, my flight itself didn’t exist. I was close to panic. And I realized we don’t have anybody around for something like this nowadays. There is no information counter, airport workers don’t know about flights, and airline personnel at the gates don’t know other flights’ status. I had no one to ask. The only place I came up with as where the airline personnel with flight information were working was an executive lounge. I went up there and asked about my flight. She glanced at her computer display and said, ‘It’s on time.’ My flight did exist, but for some weird reason, the airport screen showed information only for selected flights. I had scurried around the terminal for this absurd system. I finally arrived at Montreal after a one-and-a-half-hour flight. A cab ran on the freeway at 75 miles per hour through the night and downtown Montreal appeared in 20 minutes. It was the same freeway on which a cab carried me in the dark before dawn seven years ago when I was leaving for Japan. I remember I wished upon the moon that I could return here someday, as I had no way to find the money to come back. The moon satisfied my wish, I supposed. I checked in a hotel and looked out of the window. Beneath the window was Sherbrooke Street where many people were still passing by. Above the town lights of the city, I saw the cross on the Mont-Royal that was lighted up and floated in the dark sky. It was a view that I felt like I was strayed into a dreamland. I thought my bold decision to spend money for this trip was right. It would be a big loss not to come to such a beautiful place like this when it exists. I literally fell down to bed to sleep since I was completely exhausted from the 24-hour trip from home to here and the turmoil at Toronto Airport. Next morning, I woke up early because of jet lag. The first thing I decided to do in Montreal wasn’t to get a rest in the hotel room or to take a walk in the city. It was going to casino to win back all the money I had spent there in the past…

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A #bar time at the #cafe with #Caesar #salad, uncured #ham and #prosciutto. #Japan A #bar time at the #cafe with #Caesar #salad, uncured #ham and #prosciutto. #Japan
A view of the #skiing slope in summer from my apartment window. #Japan #ski A view of the #skiing slope in summer from my apartment window. #Japan #ski
A #lunch special of the day was #tempura, #beef bowl and cold #soba #noodles at the #Japanese family #restaurant. I added cold #sake! A #lunch special of the day was #tempura, #beef bowl and cold #soba #noodles at the #Japanese family #restaurant. I added cold #sake!
Got a cute #plate for free at a convenience store with the stamps I had collected. #Japan Got a cute #plate for free at a convenience store with the stamps I had collected. #Japan
My favorite chopped #salad at the Italian #restaurant. Goes well with white #wine. #Japan My favorite chopped #salad at the Italian #restaurant. Goes well with white #wine. #Japan
Albacore #tuna  sushi with #onion and citrus sauce. 2 pieces for $1 at the conveyor belt #sushi restaurant. Albacore #tuna sushi with #onion and citrus sauce. 2 pieces for $1 at the conveyor belt #sushi restaurant.
Got chilled at the #cafe with #icedcoffee, #icecream and cheese #pie. The best #cheese pie I've ever had. #Japan #dessert #sweets Got chilled at the #cafe with #icedcoffee, #icecream and cheese #pie. The best #cheese pie I've ever had. #Japan #dessert #sweets
Fixed a #party platter at home for a #Japanese #Bon holiday that came to an end. Used #deli foods from a grocery store like #friedchicken, #friedfish and #frenchfries. #fish Fixed a #party platter at home for a #Japanese #Bon holiday that came to an end. Used #deli foods from a grocery store like #friedchicken, #friedfish and #frenchfries. #fish

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