The following is a rant from a popular Molson Canadian beer commercial and it’s the first thing I want to tell people when they ask me what it’s like to be Canadian.
“Hey. I’m not a lumberjack, or a fur trader
and I don’t live in an igloo or eat blubber,
or own a dogsled.
And I don’t know Jimmy, Sally or Suzy from Canada,
although I’m certain they’re really, really nice.
I have a Prime Minister, not a President.
I speak English and French, NOT American.
I pronouce it ABOUT, NOT A BOOT.
I can proudly sew my country’s flag on my backpack.
I believe in peace keeping, NOT policing.
Diversity, NOT assimilation,
and that the beaver is s truly proud and noble animal.
A toque is a hat, a chesterfield is a couch,
and it is pronounced ‘ZED’ not ‘ZEE’, ‘ZED’!
Canada is the second largest landmass!
The first nation of hockey!
And the best part of North America!
My name is Joe!
AND I AM CANADIAN!”
Canadian Maple Leaf
Click here to read my article about being a Canadian in Italy.
My Sardinian Life 
I have fond memories of Niagara Falls. My wife’s parents are from the town Illorai which is about 45 minute drive south east of Sassari. Places we stayed, My wife’s cousin, who was born in Canada and returned to Sardinia, runs the local market in Ilorai and we visited family there. She has an uncle and cousins who live and work in Sassari and we stayed their a few nights. My wife’s uncle was kind enough to loan us his beach condo in Alghero a few steps from the beach and stayed there several days. Cousins let us stay at a beach house in San Teodoro a few night. We stay at another cousins house in Olbia one night before crossing to the mainland. A few sites I took my girls to were Museo di Giganti, Tharros, Santa Cristina, Cagliari, Nuraghe Santa Antine, Santissma Trinita di Sacargia to name a few. My last full day I rented a sailboat and invited all my wife’s family who went out of there to host us and we sailed out of Alghero. This was my highlight as no one from my wife’s family had every gone sailing. Everywhere we went we took photos with our flag 🇨🇦 .
Yes let your husbands know that there is a rather large collections of Sardinia’s in Sarnia and the club host quarterly functions and they always love meeting new Sardu. I will pre-warn you that the all the new comers get special attention and good chance that you may need to rescue your husband once they break out the Mirto 😂
Happy trails,
Pasquale
Hello Jennifer I have just found your blog and it brings back memories.
I have had several excursions to Sardinia most recently (Summer 2016) I traveled to Sardinia with my family to visit family and travel Europe. It was a six week excursion and as proud Canadians we packed our flag and and took many photos with it. I joked with family that I wanted to purchase property 2 feet by 2 feet to put up a flag pole for our flag until my next return.
On the plane ride over my daughter read a poem from Shane Koyczan that she found and recallled it being read at the Vancouver Olympics that I thought I would share.
http://thetorontoquarterly.blogspot.ca/2010/02/shane-koyczan-we-are-more-full-text.html
Enjoy your travels. If you are every in Sarnia Ontario consider touch base with our Circolo Sardo Di Sarnia a little social club of families that reunite the Sardinian community and to maintain the customs and traditions of the beloved island to be passed on to future generations.
Good day! Thank you for stopping by and commenting. I am actually from Niagara Falls, Ontario. It would be great for my husband to meet up with fellow Sardinians the next time we are back in Canada. Where did you visit while in Sardinia? I live on the northwest coast. And if you’re ever back in Sardinia, drop me a line, we can share a glass of Cannonau. All the best to you and yours.