I think I mentioned previously, that while I was on the Greyhound I wrote a bunch of crap in a notebook to make up for not being able to have internet. Here are the musings from my trip.
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July 18, 2010
8:30-ish p.m.
- Man, it takes forever to get out of GVRD. It had to at least be an hour or two. If that was Winnipeg, you'd be halfway through the province already. :P
9:30-ish p.m.
- Though flying is faster, I actually quite like the bus ride. It's relaxing and cozy, aside from the back cramps. :P Plus, you get to see all the great scenery. Even though I always get the trip that goes through the mountains at night.
- There is a stupid annoying couple sitting in front of me that won't shut up. You have no idea how many times I wanted to get up and yell "Shut the fuck up, already!" Seriously, it's after dark, and there is not another single noise on the bus. Can't they take a hint?
- Also--of course--I have to get the one bus seat on the entire bus that has a floor light in front of it...well, of two lights. Between that and the blabbermouths, I have no chance of sleeping. FML!
11:15 p.m.
- We stopped in Kamloops and there was naught but a shittay bus station café with ucky sandwiches, so I didn't get to eat, and all I had at work was a salad. I was going to get out to grab food when we stopped at Chilliwack a couple hours earlier, but was like, oh well, we'll be stopping again. I now regret not going. The blabbermouths got Tim Horton's there and immediately made me crave chili. :(
July 19th, 2010
2:15 p.m.
- I managed to rest uncomfortably last night, but not sleep. I didn't feel like getting up to grab my melatonin, besides, I felt tired enough to not need it anyway.
- The girl that sat beside me since Kamloops started chatting to me this morning around 6:00 a.m.-ish. We talked for most of the rest of the bus ride to Edmonton. We laughed at the blabbermouth couple a few times. Good to see I wasn't the only one that that thought they were annoying! We kinda hung around each other until we had to part ways. We ended up walking around downtown Edmonton looking for a place for her to buy a phone card. The people at the station gave stupid directions and we only successfully found a mall after walking a block or so and asking strangers. :P It was funny, we went the entire time chatting--about 7 hours--and never once introduced ourselves.
- Didn't get on the bus to Winnipeg until 2:00 p.m.-ish instead of 1:30 p.m. Also, the security guy confiscated my water bottle and hairspray. The bottle I can replace, but that hairspray was fairly new. Boooo.
- Alberta has been rainy since this morning. I hope it's nicer in Winnipeg.
- Got on the bus and I could have sworn this guy a couple seats back from me was listening to Lady Gaga. Ewwww. I could be wrong, but the song sounded freakishly like Just Dance or something. :P
3:00 p.m.
- Gotta love all the random things in the middle of nowhere. We passed by what appeared to be someone's property, but one of the things that was built there looked like a massive, almost Mexican-style resort. Lol. Who goes to a resort in the middle of nowhere in Alberta? You can't even make a good analogy to compare that to. I mean, that *would* be the analogy to use when talking about something lame. :P
- All of the rolling hills around here really make me want to visit Ireland.
- Thought for ponderment: Wondering whether it would be cool or not to do an in-country study: Live in each of the main provinces for a while and experience Canada. Lame, or interesting? I guess it all depends on where you go!
- I keep wanting to get a damn picture of a mustard field, and I keep missing them. Bah, there's tons...I'll get one soon enough!
- We're stopping in Tofield. Isn't that where Richard is from?
3:15 p.m.
- I *still* want that fucking Tim Horton's chili. :( Still haven't had a proper meal.
- I freaking love mustard fields. Soooo yellow. It makes me wonder what it would be like if nature were different main colours. Bright yellow grass and a purple sky would be so cool! :P
3:55 p.m.
- People in the town of Viking sure seem to love displaying their full names on signs in their front yards. :P
9:20 p.m.
- Managed to go from Edmonton with my own seat, and get out of Saskatoon with no new passengers sitting next to me. Lol, is it my hair? :P With any luck, I can get to Winnipeg with two seats!
- I feel better after getting some soup @ Robin's Donuts (They don't have those in BC! At least I haven't seen any.) at the Saskatoon station. It's no chili, but it'll do. :P
July 20th, 2010
8:30 a.m.
- Woke up at first pink light and stayed up to try to take pics of the sunrise. Got a couple but not sure if they worked. And of course as soon as the sun actually started to crack, we pulled into Brandon and missed it. Then I decided to sleep for a bit, somewhat successfully. We are pulling into Winnipeg right now!! :)
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That was the trip out. On the trip back, I was a little more lazy with my writing, so there's a lot less. :P
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July 29, 2010
2:22 p.m.
- So tired on Wednesday night. Nice guy was beside me on the bus and chatted a little bit about Canadian cities and where we were/what we did type thing. Didn't last too long because I was so sleepy. Had to try to avoid being fallen on several times. Though I think at least once or twice his head ended up on my shoulder. This was annoying and I wasn't sure how to get him away without just whapping him in the face. I'd usually just start to move or wait for the bus to rattle. Thankfully he left at Regina.
- I got sunrise pics this time, albeit in Saskatchewan.
- The way back is the trip I'm used to. Stopped in a familiar restaurant (in Swift Current) and ordered a poutine against my better judgment. They made it with cheddar and it was kinda ucky. I still haven't finished it.
- Stopped in Medicine Hat, and the restaurant that was here before is now a restaurant/variety store. They had some semi-cute black/hot pink bikinis. I got a drink, and when I got back on the bus it was super humid and musty. Ewwww.
- Finally beat that stupid part of the Temple of the Ocean King in Zelda (Phantom Hourglass) after 2-3 more tries. :P Almost don't feel like doing more.
- Beethoven seems to be surviving the trip, as is the rose that is nestled in a J-Cloth in my purse. I re-moisten it every time we stop. One petal fell off, and I think the tips are drying, but I think it should survive one more day until I can give it proper water.
6:25 p.m.
- Calgary Station. The washrooms are no longer cool, but they weren't last time either. No more white doors. Also, I kind of really hate cowboy hats.
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And after that I just got tired and lazy and didn't write anymore.
Oh, and I didn't really explain it in my writing, but I was stuck on a part of Zelda for HOURS. I don't even remember how long, or if I'd worked on it before that day. In any case, it was draining afterward. :P Oh, the things I'll suffer through for you, Link. <3
One other explanation. At the Calgary Greyhound station, the washroom doors used to be white and completely covered with writing from people from around the country. Some of it was regular washroom trash-talk (I'm sure we've all seen "____ is a ___ing slut" on a bathroom wall at some point in our lives...at least the girls' rooms. :P), and some of it was funny comments that people would add to other people's dumb writing, making for a funny string conversation...and of course there was also a lot of "____ was here" and such.
But it was epic...it was almost like a landmark of a sort for me...a little piece of history from all over the country on a bathroom wall. I can't remember, but I think I even wrote on it once, during one of the times we passed through when I was travelling with Mom. But yeah...If you've ever seen one of my "leave no white space behind" birthday/holiday cards, it was like that, only on a bathroom cubicle wall and a lot more disorganized and incoherent. :P When I first discovered that they'd painted over all of it, I almost felt like a part of Canadian heritage was lost...all those hundreds of people's experiences forgotten.
But how weird am I....getting all sentimental over a public can. XD
The funny thing is, I kind of do have a weird personal sentimental value for the Calgary Greyhound Station loo, probably because I remember always stopping there with my Mom on our many trips back and forth to Winnipeg in my teens.
My first experience and discovery automatic self-flushing toilets was also in that bathroom many years ago. I think it both amazed and terrified me at the same time. I remember it kept flushing a bunch of times, and I wasn't even using it (I went in the stall to change my clothes. :P). It weirded me out immensely. It still does. I'm exceptionally baffled by how automatic toilets will flush zillions of times when you're in there, except when you're actually intending to flush them. But anyway.
In case you were wondering, the Beethoven I mentioned refers to a sculpted bust of Beethoven that I brought home from Winnipeg. I grew up with him on my piano. Recently I thought of him and missed him. But when I was there, my cousin Liana told me they still had him, which I didn't realize. So I carted him home. I wrapped him in loads of tissue paper, stuffed him in a bag, and hoped for the best. It was heavy and awkward.
And the rose I think I explained last time, yes? It was from Nikolaus. I've been listening to his stuff a lot too. :P So much emotion in that music. Why does it seem that's always what I'm the most drawn to?
Anyway, that's about enough typing for one night. My fingers are starting to get stiff and confused.
Until next time my pretties.
Love,
Sheeyan =(^. .^)=
xoxoxoxo <3
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