A tribute to Trent University, Peterborough, and the most defining moments of my life...

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Things I do not miss about Peterborough

 

- how peeps from Toronto buy houses in Petey to rent out to students

- Aramak at Trent

- the frequency at which bicycles are stolen

 

 

Things i forgot about Peterborough... until a re-encounter takes place

 

- orange bus stops

- the taste of Peterborough's tap water

- hippie music playing in the background of independent restaurants

 

Things I really, REALLY miss about Peterborough

 

- the Planet bakery

- sweet potato fries at hot belly mamas

- 2nd hand bookstores on Water Street

- how beautiful Trent university looks while crossing the bridge between the East and West Banks

- Traill College

- dipping my feet in the water while reading a book at the Otonabee River

- my old apartment at Queen Street

- picturesque bike trails
- The Free Market. And Farmer's Market

- how you keep bumping into people you know downtown

- walking on George street

- The Eco Laundry

- The Seasoned Spoon

- I also miss the fact that I know nearly every single street, every nook and cranny, down to the shortcuts via railway/obscure paths

 

 

What i miss the most about Peterborough

 

Past memories. University days with my dear friends; playing board games, having potlucks, cramming through exam periods together. Familiarity. And the presence of my other half. Wished he could be here again; walking around the nature trails, eating together, and chatting while feeding the ducks at millenia park. I miss you...

 

On a Pensive Note:

 

There's so much more to be said and described that merely putting it on a blog post is insufficient. What I truly hope to express cannot be described anyway. Yesterday I found out that one of my dear Professors recently passed away; reinforcing how life can be so fragile and unpredictable. The Prof died of cancer, and the news was hard to stomach as I remembered him as a wonderful teacher who was passionate about poetry and had a gift of sharing that passion with his students. If you have the time, this man will change the way you think about life, even in his death. God bless his soul.

 

Rest in peace, Professor David Glassco.