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Originally Posted by Copes
I've hit Boston, New York and Los Angelas in the States, as well as Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Den Hague in Europe.
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Great choices, though. I loved Boston. I can't help but feel a kinship with Boston. It's a difficult sort of kinship because they seem to generally know very little about the Maritimes and even less about Newfoundland. Many Irish Newfoundland families, including my mother's, settled in Boston before moving to St. John's centuries ago.
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Originally Posted by Copes
It's unfortunate, but prior to coming here, my only exposure to Newfoundland was from a "Newfoundland Culture" video we watched in my high school sociology class. The video didn't show a single image of St. John's, showed only outports and fishing communities, and I couldn't understand the things said by the majority of the locals in the interviews. It gave me a very unfair opinion of Newfoundland, and considering I was only 15 or 16 when I saw it, I didn't think too critically about how biased and unrepresentative that video was of the province as a whole.
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I struggled with that as well. When I first moved to mainland Canada at 17 I couldn't believe how different people's perceptions were from the reality. I remember being laughed at by friends in Moncton when I insisted St. John's is a larger city.
Oddly, it seems to me the farther west in Canada you go, the more realistic the general impression of Newfoundland is. And the less... intentionally provocative and mean... the small minority who insist on inflicting their misconceptions upon you are about them. When people told me a Newfie joke in Winnipeg, for example, they honestly expected I would laugh; but in Halifax, they did it with a s***-eating grin meant to put me in my place. But, all in all, these people were a tiny minority.
But I've come full circle. If I'd joined this forum 10 years ago I'd just post pictures of Scotia Centre and try to convince you St. John's was blocked with towers, hahaha. Now, though, I'm very comfortable with what we have. I've seen the rest, experienced it myself - and now I know we're not somehow less. And there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
My sense of home has matured to a quiet confidence.
Edit: Well, maybe not
quiet: LOOK MORE PICTURES!!! SO PRETTY!!!