A 35 kilometer stretch of highway between home and work has become my sanctuary. Driving late at night with no one on the road the only sights I see are within the confines of my headlights. I enjoy the drive and the solitude, the peace, the Tim Horton's cups....wait Tim Horton's cups? What is wrong with people? I drive the same stretch in the day and in the night and you know I don't see the cups there during the day. Do the people that throw these cups out of their windows in the dark of night believe that the cups will magically find a trash on their own? Do they believe they are returning them to the wild?
Seriously!?!?
How hard is it to take the cup home and throw it in the garbage... or keep it until the next caffeine attack and throw it away there!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Cross Canada Airport Tour
So here I am sitting in the departure lounge waiting to fly across Canada and I see the sexiest pair of shoes attached to the most demur lady. Seriously, three inch heels, fire engine red, patent leather sex! The lady wearing these triumphantly loud x-rated spiked was, to say the least, the picture of conservative. To say that she screamed school marm would be an understatement. I couldn't help but stare and wait to see if she transformed into the naughty teacher like on every young man's fantasy list, but no, she stayed the same. I can't say I was disappointed, after all, she occupied my little mind for 30 minutes and I so loved looking at her shoes! I wonder now as I continue my journey across Canada if she knows the effect she had on me. See you in Montreal!
I travel a lot and it never ceases to amaze me how many people approach the gates through throngs of weary travelers to ask if they are boarding their flight now. Now don't get me wrong I know there are people who do not travel very much and aren't familiar with how to board aircraft, but what do they think all the rest of us are doing there?
So here I am in Montreal standing there patiently waiting to board my flight when I watched seven people approach the gate agent one at a time to ask if they were boarding the aircraft. I figure with 93 seats on this aircraft that means a full seven percent of people don't fly very often. That number increases to almost twelve percent when you factor in traveling companions. Anyway! Nothing exciting happened in Montreal, just observations!
Calgary greeted me with kiosks selling all manner and colour of cowboy hat you can imagine! I was only in Calgary once before and I remember being shocked by the number of stores selling hats and the alarmingly low numbers of people wearing them! Beautiful city, but I thought there would be more cowboys! I seriously had to run to catch my flight to Vancouver but I made it without buying a cowboy hat, did try one on thought! Hey when in Rome, right? Left coast here I come!
Vancouver met me like a herd of wildebeest, unfamiliar, foreign looking and a little scary. Am I still in Canada? I've got a strange urge to eat raw fish!!! Why can't I find sushi here!
I travel a lot and it never ceases to amaze me how many people approach the gates through throngs of weary travelers to ask if they are boarding their flight now. Now don't get me wrong I know there are people who do not travel very much and aren't familiar with how to board aircraft, but what do they think all the rest of us are doing there?
So here I am in Montreal standing there patiently waiting to board my flight when I watched seven people approach the gate agent one at a time to ask if they were boarding the aircraft. I figure with 93 seats on this aircraft that means a full seven percent of people don't fly very often. That number increases to almost twelve percent when you factor in traveling companions. Anyway! Nothing exciting happened in Montreal, just observations!
Calgary greeted me with kiosks selling all manner and colour of cowboy hat you can imagine! I was only in Calgary once before and I remember being shocked by the number of stores selling hats and the alarmingly low numbers of people wearing them! Beautiful city, but I thought there would be more cowboys! I seriously had to run to catch my flight to Vancouver but I made it without buying a cowboy hat, did try one on thought! Hey when in Rome, right? Left coast here I come!
Vancouver met me like a herd of wildebeest, unfamiliar, foreign looking and a little scary. Am I still in Canada? I've got a strange urge to eat raw fish!!! Why can't I find sushi here!
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