Travel day! Gotta love getting up early, eating all the food that otherwise would have lasted through the week. Follow that with filling the car to the limits with luggage, and then put four adults and a large dog inside. Stir gently for hours and hours. At the end of the afternoon, move the whole show into a small motel room and declare victory.
posted in travel | Comments Off on On the road, again | 284 words
The city has announced another round of compressions in the public transit budget. For those of you, alone in your bubble-car, this means little. For the rest of us, not the news that improves the day.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Making do with less | 281 words
The turn was wrong, on so many levels. Actually, on one level, but this is my blog; I can overdo things if I choose. We were on the city bus, on schedule, due to make the connection on the university campus. When the bus driver turned right, early, we all took notice. When he pulled over and parked, we came to attention. Full stop.
posted in pets, travel | Comments Off on Forget linear travel | 262 words
A sequence that gets things done without leaving any lasting mark. My life. Put the load of laundry into slow cycle. Steer the family taxi into the city centre; impossible to arrive “on time”, given the short notice I receive that a trip will be needed. Head back out along the shore route.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Out and about in the rain | 289 words
Back in high school, one of the more interesting courses dealt with urban geography. A new discipline, in a world where the curriculum was carved in stone, the better to bury student curiosity. And the only course than invited me to look around, at the world outside of my classroom. I did, I learned, I started to wonder.
posted in travel | Comments Off on The next place shouldn’t look like the last place | 274 words
Each morning, my bus travels uphill and around a gentle curve for the final kilometer before reaching the city centre. Three lanes of traffic; two for the gang that travel solo in their chariots and one for the crowd (bus, 3 to a car, etc). Exception to note; for the last few weeks there has been a certain disregard for the “reserved lane”, which slows everything down. Until this morning.
posted in pets, travel | Comments Off on Get back in your own lane | 259 words
Famine or feast. At our house, that describes the moment when the refrigerator contains twelve litres of milk, due to a lack of communications. Dueling dairy buyers. If ever there was a reason for an automated, intelligent pantry system, complete with SMS updates…
posted in travel | Comments Off on Bringing wifi to the lakeside | 266 words
After my attempt to recycle the broken desk to someone with a need, I had to move on to the next level. Into the car, with a collection of empty paint tins and then off to the EcoCentre. Not what I hoped for, but it goes with the territory. Sometimes, junk is just junk. And so began the day.
posted in technology, travel | Comments Off on LIfe in a post-diskette era | 277 words
What a difference a day makes. This morning, when I started the team with a whispered exhortation to “Get at it!”, the ocean was only meters away. Now, I’m far inland, surrounded by suburbia.
posted in travel | Comments Off on Transported back to reality | 294 words
Today, the weather forecast set the tone. A change was in the air. With the offer of cabin space, the tent was rendered surplus. There’s a certain utility to packing up while things are dry, so the roof box left the tall grass and returned to its place of honour atop the car. The tent was stuffed into the appropriate bag, a last boil of water for French press coffee and we transformed from tenters into cabin folk.
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