I'm not playing for lack of options. But this is such a fleeting thing. When I'm done, I'm never, ever going to be able to come back to it. I know Vancouver is my last go.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If you're skinny and you can't play hockey in Canada, you aren't left with a lot of options. I was left with running.
My whole plan in my head has always been, if I go a year without acting, it's time to go home; it's time to go back to Montreal.
I'm not a hockey fan, which is probably why I had to leave Canada in the first place.
As of right now, I have no desire. I've watched several games and played pickup ball thinking I'd have the feeling I'd like to get back, but I didn't have that feeling. I don't really miss the game.
The opportunity to go up to Canada and play was just a blessing for me and my family.
I enjoy being in Toronto - there's lots of energy, lots of neat different neighbourhoods - but Vancouver is still home and always will be. I miss going for walks on the ocean with beautiful mountains.
So far, Vancouver is my favorite relocation city. It feels like home. Parts of it remind me of the east coast. It's very clean. The food is great. And the people are lovely. Not that I didn't love working in other glamorous locations like Downey, Detroit, Cleveland or Bulgaria... but, damn, it is fun to be Canadian.
I used to be more of a sporty girl. I love outdoor activities. I haven't been doing much since living in Vancouver. I have my routines down in L.A.
We came off the road of the last tour very inspired to just keep playing, so we went to Canada.
I love Vancouver. I can be with my family, I can reconnect with the guys. It will always be my home.