My family moved to Canada when I was one. I have always been proud to call myself Canadian. I still love Canada, but the relationship has gotten a bit rocky. Toronto very much feels like a big city and there is a lot that comes with being that. I am only speaking for myself and about how I am feeling. Many of you will not feel the same.
I am not young anymore, I am tired of the struggle. I am tired of working a job I hate because of the good benefits and pension plan. I am tired of the crowds, the noise and the ugliness. I am 3 years away from retirement and I will be 58. Now, I am thinking about what happens next. I'm divorced, the kids are grown and I have a small circle of friends.
Canada has become too expensive. It's getting hard just to keep up. I won't be able to stop working the ways things are going. This won't be me but, I see seniors still working or collecting empty bottles just to make it. I am killing myself for the privilege of living in a city that is decaying around me. I started to look elsewhere. My priorities were safety and cost. I have an EU passport, but the exchange rate from Canadian to Euro is bit much. South America, outside of a handful of countries has their safety issues. That lead me to Asia, South East Asia. I went to Hua Hin Thailand to see if it was a place I could retire to, I will be going back for a longer stay in February. First I spent a bit of time in Bangkok. A city of 12 million and there was order. No yelling, no one on the subway drinking alcohol, no one with their phone on speaker. Respect and order amid the chaos. I think I found my next home. I know nowhere is perfect, but a beer and a beach alongside respect and order sounds good to me.
Thanks if you made it this far. Does anyone else feel the way I do? Does anyone have their place, their Zihuatanejo?
I am not young anymore, I am tired of the struggle. I am tired of working a job I hate because of the good benefits and pension plan. I am tired of the crowds, the noise and the ugliness. I am 3 years away from retirement and I will be 58. Now, I am thinking about what happens next. I'm divorced, the kids are grown and I have a small circle of friends.
Canada has become too expensive. It's getting hard just to keep up. I won't be able to stop working the ways things are going. This won't be me but, I see seniors still working or collecting empty bottles just to make it. I am killing myself for the privilege of living in a city that is decaying around me. I started to look elsewhere. My priorities were safety and cost. I have an EU passport, but the exchange rate from Canadian to Euro is bit much. South America, outside of a handful of countries has their safety issues. That lead me to Asia, South East Asia. I went to Hua Hin Thailand to see if it was a place I could retire to, I will be going back for a longer stay in February. First I spent a bit of time in Bangkok. A city of 12 million and there was order. No yelling, no one on the subway drinking alcohol, no one with their phone on speaker. Respect and order amid the chaos. I think I found my next home. I know nowhere is perfect, but a beer and a beach alongside respect and order sounds good to me.
Thanks if you made it this far. Does anyone else feel the way I do? Does anyone have their place, their Zihuatanejo?
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