As the clock strikes 10:01 on September 19, the night blankets Toronto with a chill, and I find myself reflecting on my journey. It’s been nine days since I arrived here from Iran as an international student. Do I regret my decision to move to Toronto? Absolutely not. However, I must acknowledge that the path hasn’t been without its challenges.
From the very first days of my arrival, I found myself immersed in an entirely new environment. Having never set foot in North America or even Europe before, those initial moments were a whirlwind of culinary exploration. I made it a mission to try every dish that wasn’t available in my home country, and wherever I ventured, my smartphone was in hand, capturing countless photos.