I’m finally in the US, after a week waiting in the oh-so-exciting Canadian border town of Sarnia, Ontario, where the average age is about 75 years old. I go to bed at the same time as the average 75-year old, so I didn’t feel totally out of place.
Even if this unexpected delay to cross the border was a bit frustrating, it wasn’t that bad in terms of timing seeing my new derby team is started to practice again last night, after a week-long post-playoffs break.
Yeah. I just said that. New team.
I decided to move to Milwaukee before I even knew where it was. One thing I was sure of: commuting to Denver would require a helicopter. Or a jet. On top of that, I didn’t want to return so late in the season and take the spot of another jammer who’s been working for it all year. So I decided to transfer to the division 1 team the closest to Milwaukee: Windy City.
I originally planned on a “low key” transfer, where I would start practicing right away but wouldn’t be added to the charter, so I wouldn’t take someone else’s spot. As it turns out, they were losing a skater anyways, so I’m being added to the Windy City charter. That means I might get a bit of playing time at champs, which I’m really excited about since I only played one sanctioned game this season. I know I have a lot of things to figure out right now, both on and off the track, but being back in the US and starting to practice again really feels like Christmas came early.
The future is a bit unsure at this point, as I’m only allowed to stay in the US until December 20. Hopefully, I’ll work out my immigration issues and settle into my new life in Wisconsin/Illinois without having to worry about that anymore.
More info on why I’m moving to Milwaukee: September 18th, 2013 blog post: Off to Milwaukee