People have told me for a long time that I should blog.
People are weird.
But now that I’m moving to another continent, it seems like a good time to start one of these things up.
My name is Miguel, and I’m XX years old. (You never ask a lady her age, of course.) On a messageboard a long time ago, I used to be known as Canuckistan, because it was intended to be an insult toward Canadians, but it ended up encapsulating who I am very well — very liberal socially and utterly ridiculous otherwise.
Born and raised in Toronto, I have a habit of getting involved in very strange, very entertaining situations. And I now have the opportunity of a lifetime — a promotion and transfer to Paris!
Naturally, I’m excited and terrified and scared and excited and terrified and scared. Did I mention excited and terrified and scared?
Through this blog, I’ll be sharing my journey as I start a new life in the City of Love. Will I finally find true love? Will I paint the town pink during my adventures? Will I eat too much cheese and drink too much wine?
Well, one out of three is a certainty.
Canuckistan Takes Paris! 