Leila’s first five words to me were, “You have such beautiful eyes!”. After, a quick tour of Shrewsbury and a coffee with Bob and Leila, the sweetest old couple I think I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. Seems like a very, very nice and easy-going guy. New Years Eve day and I accompanied Erin to meet the photographer for her wedding. Needless to say I ate most of Erin’s meal. Stuffed with dry risotto and some awful, oily mushrooms). Went for some dinner (I ordered “stuffed peppers” – and when my plate arrived, it was literally one overcooked green pepper with the top sliced off and perched on top like a jack-o-lantern. It took nearly 4 hours driving to get to the countryside, and when we did it was so foggy we could barely see anything. So I welcomed 2011 from the inside of a camper-van on the Welsh border, it’s not like you expected anything less.Įrin and Rob drove down from Shrewsbury to pick me up in Blackheath on the 30th. Here’s a little gem from a couple years back that I recently found stashed in the brain box of my computer… And while I’ve discovered during my pause here in Alberta that while that you can do a whole lot of adventuring without your passport, I’ve also discovered that I want to get back to documenting my travels on my blog. And it’s making me just a wee bit upset with myself. I have an entire catalogue of blog posts that have never been blogged, or posted, or posted to this blog. The reason I’ve not been blogging is because I’ve been too goddamn busy eating beef, ten pound turkey legs, and wearing cowboy hats. Why? To live the Alberta dream, of course. As in physically not at “home.” I’ve been living in Calgary.
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