A slice of Ontario in beautiful Vanderhoof

I am smitten with British Columbia and all the towns I was fortunate enough to drive through during my 4-day journey from Ontario.

Christina Millington

Omineca Express

First and foremost I would like to say I am smitten with British Columbia and all the towns I was fortunate enough to drive through during my 4-day journey from Ontario.

I would like to share my journalism background starting with my education. I graduated from Durham College in Oshawa, Ontario back in June 2011.

As a requirement to graduate I had to complete a 7-week internship of my choice to gain in-field experience.

I chose to head to New York City, the city that never sleeps, and let me tell you it doesn’t. Investing in a good pair of ear plugs will be money well spent.

After completing my internship I ventured back to Ontario where I found myself unsuccessful with finding a job in print.

Nonetheless, I didn’t let that discourage me as I went searching for a job outside of my comfort zone, Belleville, Ontario.

That’s when I landed my first journalism job as a reporter and photographer for three publications out of rural Stettler, Alberta.

Despite my excitement, gaining the experience I longed for, I became rather homesick when I returned back to Stettler after Christmas holidays spent back home.

I would like to think of myself as a fairly independent person. I don’t mind seclusion or the unfamiliar. In fact, I find it to be an opportunity to become more cultured as a person and familiar with our beautiful country – one of many luxuries of being a traveling journalist.

Once again, I found myself headed back home in hopes to pursue my career close to family and friends.

However, after spending three months back home with no luck finding a job I looked to the world-wide web once again to find something or somewhere that I could see putting down some roots.

Lo and behold, Vanderhoof. Perhaps the silver lining and the end of my long-lasting search, somewhere I could see calling home.

I must say, I lite up with excitement when I crossed the border into B.C. The views, the mountains, I instantly felt right at home.

I then became enveloped with the reassurance in knowing that making the move, farther from the last, was the right choice.

The community of Vanderhoof has welcomed me with open arms that has left me feeling nothing short of humbled.

Coming into a community I know nothing about, 4500 kilometres from home, I haven’t been more thrilled with my experiences thus far.

I look forward to becoming more acquainted with the town and all of you that populate this beautiful community.