This is what it looks like when a bolt snaps off, your wheel sheers the other seven nuts off, and goes flying ahead of you on a highway where your were once driving 100km/hour pulling a 7000 pound utility trailer, joking and laughing about stopping for breakfast in Airdrie. Whoa!!!! In the end the realization of just how badly that could of ended was scarier than the actual experience. Sometimes the universe has to scream at us to just slow the fuck down and take time to smell the roses!!
These cats are the best mousers going. Do they need to be lounging on my expensive coveted La Fume-made in France lawn-chair? I say “no”. It’s funny how we create or modify memories and assign worth to material items. This chair is ten years old, faded and well loved. Yet, everytime I haul it out I take a moment to think back to our time on The Malahat in 2004. When I see cats on it, I catch myself thinking “not on my new chair”! Funny indeed.
So Euros for accomodation and food. I think we are going pretty rustic, as have to bring a sleeping bag. I have no worries about sustaining my diva status. Will have to pick up some Icelandic Kroner as well. In all the Euro is graphically underwhelming indeed.