Category Archives: Road Warrior
In the middle of the Monday morning management meeting, it was announced. It was a fairly typical Monday for me – my flight was delayed, I was in Victoria, operating on perhaps as much as 5 hours of sleep. I … Continue reading
It really is Friday, although barely. I have to go to bed. Mostly, given the unreasonableness of the guests in the room next to me, because I need to do this . . .
I travelled from Winnipeg to Vancouver yesterday. I sent some photo’s of the journey off to the Handsome Aussie. He reminded me of how fortunate I am to live here. I completely agree. Manitoba, Saskatchewan, Alberta, British Columbia.
I ran into the parish priest that conducted Gabriel’s funeral yesterday. She has left that church and for a time left the vocation entirely to be home with her young children. I ran into her and I called out, and … Continue reading
This is the perfect summary . . . Of the sort of woman I have been while trying to travel 112 Kilometers between Vancouver and Victoria, when there is fog.
Dear Lady in Seat 14C. I’m sorry. They obviously failed to explain something to you. Your approximately $300 plane ticket entitled you to about 18 inches of space across your seat. It did not. . . . Let me repeat … Continue reading
I am a ball in a tennis match. A tennis match where a dog ran onto the pitch and stole the tennis ball and he’s only giving it back to the players after he has had a good solid chew. … Continue reading
I have a small problem today. I have to go to Vancouver, just for tonight. Normally I pack carry on, but I’ve been in BC since last Sunday night and even with my mad packing skills I can’t manage to … Continue reading
But I was mesmerized with this view. And maybe confused by the lack of sleep?