Toronto < Rochester

Last week I went Rochester with my Mum and Aunt Shirley in the hopes of finding a nice place to live for school this fall. After a long day of driving and looking at crappy places I decided to take the first place we saw which is a little coach house around the corner from the GEH. I've signed the lease and paid first and last so now it's just a matter of getting my visa sorted and I will be on my way to the States to live as an American for a year. After spending the better part of a day in Rochester it seems as though it isn't the small town I thought it would be, there are cafes and pubs and tons of younger people wandering around (in a good way). To be honest, I'm kind of excited to get out of a big city for awhile. I've come to realize that Torontonians are kind of self-righteous jerks and the fact that this city has been stinking like garbage for the past month (more stinking than usual) has not made me feel better about living here.