Last week I wrote about my love for Halifax and their vibrant music scene and their all-around damn fine people. It is without a doubt my second favourite city in the country and only takes the silver to the golden one I call home, Toronto.
I have lived in the same neighbourhood for my entire and it is a two minute walk to the house that I was born in. I went to the same high school as my parents and both of my children both spent time at the same school. When I walk the streets I am just as likely to see an industry friend as I am to see an old school pal. I know my neighbours and we think nothing of shovelling each other’s walk or bringing their blue bins up from the street. It still feels like a small town. The security guard, who watches over the construction of the condos at the bottom of the street, stops me to talk about football every time I walk by as he once noticed my Arsenal jacket. It can be a friendly place if you let it.