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The day of six elevens

11:11:11 11-11-11

It’s been ages since I posted something on this blog, so I thought today would be a nice day to post some updates. It seems to be an auspicious day given that we have a string of 11’s in the day’s meta description. I’m sure you get what I am talking about because apparently, according to one of those website analysis software, the average reader of this blog has a university degree. So congratulations.

Anyway, in the midst of all this rambling, I do want reiterate what some folks might have missed few years back.

  • You are reading Priyank’s personal blog.
  • For travel stories, please go to Priyank’s travel blog (and update your bookmarks, RSS feeds, etc.)

Okay now that I’ve made it abundantly clear what this post, and by extension this blog, is about, I can start by giving you few updates from this year. Not that anyone necessarily cares about it but given that its my blog, I can write anything I want. It’s useful because I can guilt trip my friends by saying “What? You haven’t read my blog? I wrote it there!” Tee-Hee!


So as you may know, I went on two major trips this year, the first one was a trip to Mexico in January and recently I travelled to Ecuador in September and October. I also intermittently taught myself Spanish, while biking to and fro from work, using those audio CD lessons, but my oratory skills were greatly improved only by travelling to Latin American countries. Now I can speak like a five year old child, almost. I like Spanish, I will learn more of that language for the simple reason that it makes travel to South America, easily reached from Toronto, an exciting affair. Let me throw in a picture or two from my trips.

Besides these long haul vacations, I took smaller excursions, such as going to Timmins by bus, my partner’s hometown about 800km from here, or to a place near Sault Ste. Marie, on the shores of Lake Huron 600km from here. Lots of bike trips too, to places like Port Credit.


Something interesting happened to me earlier this year around February/March. It was a sunny day with clear blue sky and subzero temperature, one of those days when it looks deceptively summer-like until you step out and its -20ºC or so. I popped out of my gym and turned into a lane, my daily route, nothing special. But then there was this flash, this fraction of a second, a moment of revelation during which I looked up at the sky and saw a part of the CN tower hidden behind a building. Suddenly I had goosebumps and the first thought that occurred to me was “Ah, home.”

That’s how long it took, about 4.5 years, for Toronto to feel like it was home. No passports or citizenship cards can evoke a fuzzy, emotional feeling like that. I will stop rambling now else I’ll start sounding like a hippie.

“We have to buy a house!” I came home and declared to my partner, who is kinda used to ignoring my spontaneous outbursts like that. “Umm, sure.”

So eventually in July this year, we bought a house, it was a stressful process, but we did it. A place to call home. It’s a nice old Victorian house with lots of character located at the end of a quiet street. Backyard, high ceilings, downtown, good vibe and most importantly, it fit into the budget.

In another milestone, I turned 30 this August, and now I won’t frown if someone calls me old. I also spot myself saying things like “During our childhood, we had two TV channels” something that “today’s generation” will find difficult to comprehend. Or get this, I didn’t have a computer till I was 18.

Alright now you have caught up with the important things in my personal life. Now off you go.

Published inWhat am I upto?


  1. Hahaha, I like this power dose of an update.

    I didn’t realize that it takes 4.5 years for a place to feel like home. Buffalo feels like home to me, right now, but at the same time, I also know that this is a temporary home. I’ve caught myself referring to myself as a Buffalonian every now and then, most of the time when I become proud of the fact that I don’t feel cold in weather that most outsiders already think is cold.

    As my time here in Buffalo comes to a close, I already have hints that I will miss this place that I have called home for 6 years by now. I’m torn; part of me loved what I have done here, and my friends here are awesome, on both sides of the border, but another part of me also wants something new, something more, and something different.

    • Hi Jeruen,
      I didn’t know what I felt about Toronto until I had that experience. Had that incident not happened, I would have assumed that my heart thought of Toronto as home, hahaha. It’s like that story in which you have to fall into a ditch in order to realize that you were not walking right. 6-7 years is a long time, happy transition!

  2. Mandar Mandar

    1. Frequent updates to last post were to be indication of you not being raptured. There was no word for you in between until now.
    2. I’m here reading your next post and responding to it.

    Which implies that, you were raptured but your continued misbehavior in the heaven got you a kick on you-know-where, the impulse packing you off back to your Earthly abode.

    Overwhelming experience with one ‘sample’ must have made them cancel their plans, leaving the World and ALL its inhabitants with the eventual consequences.

    Instead they should have come to me, things would have been much different!


    • Hi Mandar,
      So, does that mean that the world owes their survival to me? The test case that went wrong leading to cancellation of this rapture exercise (rescheduled for other mortals in October)? LOL! Hope you are doing well over there.

  3. Jai Subramanian Jai Subramanian

    You might also find it interesting that there was a date we can express in terms of 2s too.

    22 – (22/2) – 2 (2-2) (22/2)

    And that would be a cliffhanger of a date.
    For what I mean would be 22-11-2011. 🙂

    • Aha! Never thought! …and very geeky too.

  4. It’s interesting to contemplate that, at 30, you’ve done more traveling and have been more places than most of us will do in a life time!

    • Hi Paul, I constantly meet these young people while travelling who have seen much more than I have. It’s quite inspirational. 🙂

  5. Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Congratulations and hugs – and ghar bharkey virtual mithai for you until I can give it you all in person for your house warming. This is the most sensible most romantic most adventurous most life-loving thing you have done and I feel so damned happy for you and him too 🙂 My love and hugs to you and the person with a hard to pronounce name. The house is very very pretty and looks cosy.Enjoy!

    • aww thanks Trisha. Hugs to you too. 🙂

  6. Hey Priyank, enjoyed your home story. Congratulations on your new home. Coincidentally, I also grew up with 2 channels and did not have my computer when I was 18 or 19. I don’t think new generation is going to appreciate the things they have now. Hope all is well otherwise, wishing you and yours happy new year. Cheers, Anna 🙂

    • Hello Anna! The new generation is so spoilt, isn’t it! Just yesterday I was hanging out with some 20 year olds and they were making fun of my cellphone (which is big and bulky from the last century but it works so well!)

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  8. Raji Raji

    came to your blog after a long time. you too wrote after a long time !
    Glad to see always that you are doing well.
    Learnt from you that one shud travel as much as possible when one is younger.
    Nice house. So proud of you.
    Good Bechtel didn;t happen then !! :))
    Hasta Manana.

    • Hey Raji, thanks for stopping by and for the support.

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  10. Hey, I’m trying to learn Spanish… which CD are you using?

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