As a new immigrant I entered Canada by train from New York. Soon I greyhounded to Vancouver and back to get a feeling for the countryside and cities. Much as I loved the open spaces of the prairies, I opted for Toronto as my base. But I couldn't find decent work and had my problems with the North American mentality. It was all about making money, and Europe didn't matter. I made friends and got on with life, but when the Berlin Wall came down, I knew I had to go back - I am a European at heart. I have not returned, but Canada has a special place in my heart.
Toronto, 1989
Toronto, 1989