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| second last nite So this morning we head to Halifax to see my sister, my nephews and if things go wrong, my brand new niece. So last night was my second last campfire, a skill you think I would lose after a decade or more. This night it was only me, a drink in hand (beer in the afternoon, drink at night; I'M ON VACATION) and the stars above me. The 200+ cousins have all gone home or on their own way. The stars were enough company. So after visiting in Halifax, we drive back to Sydney so I can catch a Thursday flight... to Halifax. I spoke to an Air Canada rep and it was going to cost me almost $100 to shave off the Sydney-to-Halifax portion. Technology just isn't there for the humans, or so the book L suggested for me says. I have done what I intended on doing here. I have sat on a deck for hours on end, beer in hand and book besides. I have walked to The Falls, twice in fact, and scraped my shins on stones and branches climbing through overgrown trails. I have walked to The Sluice (sic?) and listened to the lakes lap against the stones. And I have had nightly campfires. I have swam in The Pond. I have walked around barefoot for three days. I have drank beer with John and I will drink beer with Joe. I have only watched TV twice. I have used the internet only to do the occasional update and connect via emails, not that there is much surfing at 44kbps. Soon it will be all over. August 01 06 |
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