Roughing it

We arrived at the hostel around 12 AM after dropping off the people hitching the ride with us in Downtown Toronto. I was tired and exhausted after a long 6 hours drive into unknown territory. Arrived safely, not bad for a first timer driver in Toronto.

The hostel that we were supposed to stay for the night was in a “very shady area with very shady people” as she had said in an accusing tone. I shrugged it off like I did to all of her accusations that night. What I didn’t understand was why she was complaining when we’d agreed to do this. Hostel = cheap = bad area of town.

I asked her to help me find a parking spot, instead she decided to go into the room immediately and left me out alone trying to grapple with where to leave this very expensive rented car that wasn’t insured. It was a bad decision in an attempt to save money… I am used to being accused of making her life miserable every step of the way by now and a calm resolve had set in to my mind.

The morning after our competition, we went out to a coffee shop together to get some food and my much needed coffee. I wanted to have idle chat over coffee, but instead, she took out a book and started reading it. I understood that meaning, I understood when years ago, I took out a book on the way back from the metro to read and she snapped at me saying its rude to do that. The irony of it all amused me.

No, I have no regrets.