In praise of virtual travel
Think of it as a game for this century. Turn on the TV and watch something that takes place in a real locale. Then, try to get there using Google Maps and Street View. I’m “in” the Orkney Islands right now, and I’d be willing to go there for real. A plus; they have good fiddlers.
I don’t have a great travel budget, so the virtual randonnée is my answer to a perceived problem. Sure, I miss out on the inclement weather, the menus in restaurants that don’t seem familiar (cod tongues??), a lack of cable TV (not as much of a problem, but still bears mention). I can interrupt my travel and go to bed in my own bed. Potty pauses, on my own dime. What did people do BG (before Google)?
Back to reality. No snow yet. My fingers hurt from a too intensive session of six string. I’m resigned to being something less than wealthy (although it does reduce my potential taxation debt). The dishes aren’t done. There’s a dog on TV that looks like a china doll. Not much bigger than one either – I can skip that kind of devotion.
Did I mention that we still don’t have snow. A brief respite; enough time to get the tires installed. Researchers are claiming that your kids can avoid nearsightedness by playing outdoors more often. Too late for me. The new airplanes that the Harper government is committed to purchasing seem to have radio problems. Given their lack of motors, it probably won’t matter very much.
