Common Ground

When I left Poland, first heading to Ireland for three months to improve on my English, then to Tanzania to work as a missionary, I felt as if the solid ground I was walking upon since my childhood was removed underneath my feet... This solid ground was my Polish world, customs, tradition, culture, language, everything that constituted the 'aquarium' I was accustomed to and grew up in...

Habs

Just came back from the initial tour of Montreal, guided by my host. It was just awesome! I fell in love with the city and the ambiance of the place, people and places...