003. Arrivals and first impressions

May 03, 2010
09.03 p.m.

Dear Megan,

Spotted en route into Grande Prairie: a restaurant called “Ho Foot Buffet”. I thought of you, and laughed.

Love,
-M.

09.07 p.m.

Dear all,

After twenty-three hours (stopovers inclusive), I have arrived in one piece, with all my baggage in tow. Was semi-worried after running into a family who had lost all their luggage. In any case, I’m quite liking my new domicile and room. Tomorrow shall be a day of adventuring and poking around. I can already think of several small furniture pieces this room could do with (the excess pillows do make up for it).

Write me letters! Send me your addresses, because I want to write you letters too.

Love,
-M.

09.35 p.m.

Dear Becca,

The people I’m renting from have puppies and kittens. I haven’t gotten into any fights with either yet. You’d be proud.

Love,
-M.

002. Stopover(s)

May 03, 2010

12.10 a.m.

Dear all,

A sense of familiarity is washing over as I sit and wait in the Kamloops bus terminal with an orange vitamin water, typing rather feverishly and attempting to pilfer wireless from some unsuspecting fellow. I can pin down the last time I was here – returning to Vancouver from The Trip, chatting with Erin over coffees on a stopover, a gloriously neurotic and obsessive stress-stirring session (mostly on her part). A considerably less frenetic affair this time round, tinged with a different sense of anticipation. The anticipation of leaving, rather than the anticipation of some sort of closure only to explode into wanderlust all over again – this is, in more senses than one, really a sequel to last year’s beginnings.

In due time,

-M.

01.45 a.m.

Dear Cameron,

There was a girl reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix on the bus. I thought you’d approve.

Love,
-M.

01.00 p.m. (Mountain Time)

Dear all,

I have managed to find the Starbucks in Spruce Grove – a town which we can’t seem to find on my massive Canadian map. Score! Wireless internet for the win.

Also, I am learning things as I go. I was just informed that the new Canadian coins feature the Queen without a crown, supposedly because of Conrad Black’s knighthood (that part sounds rather sketchy to me, but if anyone can confirm/deny, that’d be cool). Did anyone else know about this? Wikipedia says that this was to “commemorate the 50th Anniversary of the Coronation of Her Majesty the Queen“.

Leaving this comfy seat for the bus station to catch the last leg of the journey to Grande Prairie – more to come upon settling.

Love,

-M.

001. Of buses and mishaps

May 02, 2010
10.40 p.m.

Dear all,

Despite the absolutely gorgeous snow-covered road up, the Grande Prairie adventure seems to have gone off with a rocky start, amidst passenger delays and…yet another broken-down Greyhound in Nowheresville? (Insert cue for story about being stranded in rural Ontario four hours outside Thunder Bay, though it might be an irrelevant anecdote since we’re not actually on said broken bus.) With the transfer of passengers from the broken bus to this one, potentially putting us behind schedule by a good hour, that three-hour stopover tomorrow in Spruce Grove (which remains unfindable on the massive Canada map) suddenly looks like a stroke of absolute brilliance.

On a completely separate note, the infernal cough/lung business seems to be improving considerably – they really should have put me on antibiotics way back when I first visited the doctor. Though the fact that they had difficulty with finding my pulse and blood pressure should have been a fair clue to incompetence of some sort. I remain somewhat daftly running on adrenaline, nerves, and antibiotics, having clocked maybe three hours of sleep in the last 24 hours.

Back to the present situation at hand: the bus driver is attempting to herd passengers from the other bus to this. Herding kittens might have been easier, being somewhat adorable and less irate.

More to come when something of more interest occurs.

Love,
-M.

10.55 p.m.

Oh, thank goodness. An empty bus showed up for the stranded passengers. Perhaps on our way soon? I don’t understand why we keep backing up. Also, the bus driver keeps coming around to count the passengers on the bus, despite having no change in attendance. General confusion ensues. People fret about whether their connection buses in Kamloops will wait for them. Been in that boat – not fun in the slightest.

Can we just get this show on the road already?

-M.

11.01 p.m.

Really? Are we counting people again? Nothing’s changed! No one has boarded the bus! An alarming sense of déjà vu is slowly setting in.

And…we’re off! Rock and roll! Further adventures ahead.

-M.

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