How to move to Canada: our story – part 9
I've been wanting to tell you something for a long time. Remember the story about my business trip to Canada? You can re-read it here here.
In short, in the summer of 2014 I had a work flight to Toronto, where I accidentally met an immigrant from Spain and for the first time I caught myself thinking about moving.
But that's not all. Before our flight back from Canada, my crew of flight attendants and I stopped by the local Duty Free. True, there was no time to shop around or choose overseas gifts at that time. ⠀
But upon returning to Moscow, another trip awaited me.
I wanted to board another plane as a passenger and fly to Arkhangelsk for the weekend. As you understand, arriving home empty-handed is not comme il faut at all. Therefore, without hesitation, I grabbed what was closest from the duty-free shelf. The lucky one was Canadian whiskey – Crown Royal. This is the one in the photo above.
Why waste time on trifles?! I took 3 liters. ⠀
I presented one bottle to my dad on the spot, another to my brother, and took the last one with me to St. Petersburg and decided that we would open it for the occasion. ⠀
“A bottle in the shape of a crown, a velvet bag” - relatives wrote that they liked the whiskey. But for some reason I was never persuaded to tear off the sticker and open the box to take a look for myself.
Who knows why I took care of it?! But this whiskey has already survived 2 moves. For what purpose I hid it from prying eyes in the closet and did not allow anyone to open it, although there were a million reasons, remains a mystery even to me.
I feel like there is some kind of magic in all of this, or maybe I invented it for myself, so be it. But Crown Royal has been standing for 6 years and waiting in the wings.
I believe in it.
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