Saturday, September 4, 2010
cooling our jets
There comes a time after a long wearying journey that you'd just like to go home; but once we get to Halifax, after the rain stops falling and the winds stop blowing, we'll still be somewhat stuck for a while. All of our belongings, except for the computers and a few of our clothes, are still in Portland while the Mayflower driver waits to have his truck fully loaded for points east. Having seen for ourselves what a truly long haul it is between the one place and the other I have no complaints other than a vague wish our stuff would just be there all nicely arranged, waiting for us.
Since that won't be the case, and we want to get out of the hotel habitation scene sooner rather than later, we're making up a shopping list whose first item is a bed - or a sofa bed. For that we'll need sheets and pillows - then a lamp to read a book by - then towels and stuff for the bathroom - then a kettle, a pan, 2 plates, 2 bowls, 2 cups, 2 knives, 2 forks, 2 spoons.. the list goes on but hopefully, it won't get too much longer. To think we were concerned about getting all the way here before our stuff arrived at the border in Nova Scotia is laughable now.
The contract says it will be here no later than Sept. 23rd but I've been scoping out this hotel room to see what they could spare. Hmpff.. gone are the days when you could collect hotel towels; anything missing they just add to your credit card bill. The other temporary aggravation is we'll have no internet service until next Friday so I guess we'll be spending some time in wi-fi connected restaurants and sports bars. It will continue to be interesting for a while yet - never mind the fact it's 8:30 in the evening here and still 4:30 on the other coast. That still feels very weird as did losing an hour every other day on our way across.
One thing I can safely say about Canada is that it's much like the US in many respects but without the hand guns. That's a definite plus.
Tomorrow we travel to our new home by the sea. Crow flew in this evening to let us know the skies have cleared between here and there. He's relaxing on his travel perch now and sends his greetings.
Bon soir, mes amies.