Today, July 1st, I have to go to the big city … downtown Vancouver. My goal is to purchase another bag with wheels for daily use at main department store, Hudson Bay.
Across The Bay, I met Steve. A man originally from Jamaica and loves to give free hugs. Hugs, what a wonderful feeling to give and receive one of the most fundamental human touch.
Soon after, there were two young women having a good time doing selfie to take shots of Canadian flags on their hair. I must admit they look pretty in red and white colours. I asked if they are Canadians. In unison, they replied we are Japanese. We love Canada.
Vancouver is a big party place. A sea of red and white flags, shirts, socks, headbands people too proud to wear. I must admit red and white are the true colours of True North.
My heart soars to be here with them even though I wasn’t really thinking of celebrating. I did not find the bag. Before going home, I returned to see Steve for another hug.
With all the countries on earth, born in the Philippines, I finally found a home. Canada.