On the plus side, the four hours of repacking I’ve done today have been rendered much more a) urgent, and b) effective by the necessity of abandoning the rental car a day earlier than expected. I had vain hopes of being able to consolidate our carryings into something amenable to taking the bus. To that…
After six weeks on the road, I anticipated being tired of having to fetch water. As it happens, when my children were so pleased to discover flush toilets yesterday, I had just thought, “Yes! No boil water advisory! Let’s hear it for drinking water!” I left home with a high end water filter, but in…
Seriously? Mountains? I’ve GOT those! Hoodoos in the Alberta Badlands: Striations: Banff from the top of Tunnel Mountain: And evidence that I was, in fact, with my children on this trip: Only, it looks green-screened. I swear, this is a real picture. It’s even from this week. 🙂 Top of Sulphur Mountain, gotten to via…
I just would like to announce that my 5 weeks of being offline have led me to purchase a smart phone. This is where I am: Technology is quite mad, you know. I don’t know how to stand the picture up, yet.
The place, not the band. That is to say, I have made it to Chilliwack, B.C. To reward myself, I have booked into a hotel that has a washer and dryer. I know, I know. Washers and dryers are everywhere. But this also has a bathtub, internet access, and beds I don’t have to make…
If you have been following the story so far, you will have left us in Wawa. Tonight, we are in Winnipeg, but we have been to several locales that did not start with “W” in between. I have learned several things in the intervening days. First among them is this: Ontario is really, really, REALLY…
Day 22… or Day 4, depending on how you count. Here I find myself in Wawa, Ontario. Wawa wasn’t on the list, but things being what they are, it is where we wound up when it got dark and moose-y last night. I finally left the comfortable environs of friends and family on Thursday, landing…
I have reached the “avoiding the heat in southern Ontario” stage of the trip. It’s not yet nine o’clock, and it is already too hot to do anything outside. The trailer is fairly cool, but the house we are visiting is not air conditioned, so we are sitting in front of the fan and wilting.…
By The Highway On the rock wall Sheer, Crazed, lined with vertical scars Remnants of the process (designed, coldly) by which tons of rock ancient beyond reckoning were blasted away The bleary, beery late night spray-job echoes back the builders’ desperate anonymous scrawl: I was here.
Some time ago, I was trying to figure out the organization thing, and I was trying to figure out how to complete all the projects I had started, and I was trying to figure out what my real priorities in life were. And here was my strategy: I wrote down all the things I was…
Warning: contains the word “breast.” Twice, now. I’m taking this course, you see. And as part of the course, to tap into the parts of ourselves which were trying to be expressed, we were to spend some time with our future selves. Try dressing as her, ask her for some advice on a challenging situation,…