The following is an email I sent to a friend. I figured it said some stuff I’ve been trying to convey in another post I was working on. Only, you know, better. I’ve got another post coming in a day
(Hi, Reddit! Thanks for reading the AMA!) So, here’s a post. Entirely sorry for the tardiness of this… you’re here to read things of your own free will and I’m here to entertain you. I feel I haven’t held up
Hey there. So I’ve had a few questions about my blog, and since I’ve got some downtime right now I think I’ll try to knock off a few explanations. First is the format. It’s not a traditional travel blog, per
They’re everywhere. Some are tall, some are short. Curvaceous and slim, or built lower to the ground (for speed). Some warm and inviting, some icy and standoffish. They’re strong, or subtly so. Some are a bit weak until you least
So where did I leave off? Right, the hostel. The first week has been a bit of a blur, so I’ll go over my Tweets and use them as notes. I’ll see how well this goes. I’ve been swiftly recalling
Day the first: I arrived at Toronto Pearson Airport amid awful traffic. As the saying goes, we’ve got two seasons in Canada: winter and road construction. After a brief – almost sudden – departure from my dad and grandparents, I
So, here I am. Sitting on a plane, hovering precariously via the power of science and hope, over a place called the Charlie-Gibbs Fracture Zone. Sounds fantastic. How’d I get here? Why am I up here? What am I doing
I’ve murdered my data plan. No wifi on this plane. So, I guess life sucks. More in ~7 hours or so.
I have a strange feeling that the “Location” setting may be a little vague in this post. There’s also a picture. Liquid courage! More soon.
“…looking back, on the track, gonna do it my way.” I’m just throwing this placeholder post down. Big things are coming. Big for me, anyhow. Stay tuned.