If she mentions all these people "falling down drunk everywhere in the Western World" one more time....
WTF? Bitch, where?
I've travelled all over the U.S. and I can't think of one time I've ever seen this. Maybe once in Las Vegas.
I've never been to Ottawa. Is there a massive problem of drunks filling the streets or something?
I don't know. It's such a bizarre thing to keep repeating. Especially since she never left her room in Canada anyway.
She means herself, falling out of her chair stoned in her room in Canada. (Ninja'd by
@Barbarella)
To Chantal, the only real actual human being who exists in the world is Chantal. When Chantal is in Canada, she's rarely if ever sober. Now she's in a place where she can't get THC or alcohol, so she's always sober. So to her, Kuwait = sober, Canada = inebriated, for everyone, all the time, always. Same way Canada is the source of all her mental problems while mental problems simply don't exist in Kuwait, which is paradise.
This narrative will switch when this falls apart and she goes home and changes her mind. Canada will once again be a great country where people can do whatever they want and nobody is poor (remember, she doesn't feel bad for homeless people in Canada because they have social safety nets), it's ethically wrong to weed or drunk shame people (for "people" read "Chantal" ) and Kuwait will be a shit hole that she heroically tried to save Salah from-- depending on how she feels about Salah at the end of all this. (Remember, all he has to do is PRETEND to love her! That's all she wanted from Nader!)
Just like when she was with Nader he was gorgeous, talented, and their relationship was so complicated and mature that we couldn't possibly understand; and as soon as she wasn't with Nader he was an abusive cheater with a green peen.
Chantal's perception is extremely distorted, and she's incapable of ever considering that she might be projecting, or biased, or simply might not know something about the world.