The last couple of days we have been searching for lamb. I like lamb chops a lot and it seems in Canada very few people eat lamb. None of the supermarkets have fresh lamb and only a couple of them have tiny loin chops frozen and imported from the UK.
Yesterday we finally found fresh lamb shoulder chops at a tiny little indian butcher shop. They were good. But at $21 for 3 chops, I don’t see me getting them very often.
Girls are strange beings. On my flight to Canada I was sitting next to a lady called Fiona. Short, really skinny (a little disturbingly so) and 33 (I guessed 32 before she told me… so close!) She seemed quiet and a little bit scared. I asked if she was ok and she said that she was scared of flights ever since she went sky diving. She talked a lot, but I guess it made her feel better to talk because she looked a lot less freaked out as time went by. She ordered a beer and offered me one, I politley declined because I don’t often drink. She didn’t like that response and said she would feel bad and offended if I didn’t let her buy me a drink for making her feel better. I said fine, it was her money anyway. A drink wouldn’t hurt.
She kept talking, I kept responding like I was interested “oh really?” “and then what?” “what did they say” It made the time go faster than complete silence and the battery in my laptop had run out hours before so I had nothing better to do anyway.
Not sure how it ended up at it, but by the end of the flight she had given me her phone number in Canada and offered to take me with a few of her friends camping in a few weeks time if I was still in the neighborhood. Noone ever gives me their number so I was a little surprised. I took it but had no intention of calling.
I walked off the plane, got my luggage and my Visa. Went home with Florence and gave her the piece of paper with the girls number on it to dispose of. She ripped it up and threw it out.
The end.
And then I found 20 dollars!
I miss my stuff. Especially my computer. A geek without a computer is like a soccer player without a soccerball. A cricket fan in the football season. A leg without a foot. A bed without a mattress. A face without eyes. A host without a client. A knight without a weapon. A keyboard without keys. A car without an engine. A camera in the dark. A disabled person without a disability.
I’m not complete! At least there is a Wii here that I can play. And my eeepc has been doing its job to tide me over but I really can’t wait to get back to a real machine.
I got a Visa for Canada for 2 years. It was surprisingly easy to get, must be because we’re both part of the commonwealth and they’re dieing for workers. Spose I need to write a resume and all that fun stuff… blegh I also need to sort out my house and utilities and banks and address’ and blah and blah and blah etc and so forth.
Holidays are holidays and mine just ended so it looks like I’ll be getting right back into work. YAY!
Or I might leave it until monday… yeah that sounds like a plan.
Here is the news that some of you already know, and some don’t. I quit my job the other day because I am not coming back to Australia. I am staying in Canada for now, with Florence. She is old enough to be my mum (17 years my senior) and fat (300+ pounds, though we can work on that) and yet, she makes me happy in ways that I have never been before. It was one of the hardest decisions I’ve had to make, and yet also one of the easiest. On one hand, I have a job in Australia, my friends are there (will be weird when they don’t drop in randomly over the weekends, I might even miss them!), my family is there and all my stuff is there. On the other hand, I think I have found love. Don’t all the movies say how love is the best thing ever and you should do anything you can to get it? Well I did, and now I have it. It is worth it.
I will continue this blog so if you’re interested in what’s going down in the life of Tim all you have to do is read it here. My holiday may be over but my journey has only begun.
Liz we will have to catch that movie later. I wont forget!
Met another Tibian yesterday named Subtlechaos and we all went to Six Flags. Quite unlucky for him he crashed his car on the way to pick us up, it still drove ok, so it didn’t stop us! Six Flags is basically a big rollercoaster park so if you like rollercoasters then it’s for you. Some of them were insane, some hurt and some were really fun but by the end some of the magic seemed lost. They started to feel the same. The parks is great but what it gains in rides, it lacks in personality. Somewhere like Disneyland had things going on everywhere you looked but here, while the gardens and stuff were nice it just didn’t have the polish. That park is the last thing on my holiday. Today I am going home.
This day started off great, went lame and then completely made up for it in the end.
“Hello could I have 50 shots with an UZI please?” That’s a sentence I would never say in Australia but in The Gun Store it happens every day. It’s the first thing I said to the lady, she then proceeded to charge me money and then just handed over the ammunition. We stepped into the range and shot at a target shaped like Osama. It’s quite a rush shooting a full-auto gun. After that I shot few rounds with a Desert Eagle hand gun. Pretty hefty little fella but very accurate.
After that we went to the Star Trek Experience. I thought it was really lame but we were there for Rheece like he went to Nintendo world for me. He said he enjoyed it so that’s good I suppose.
We bummed around for a lot of the day after that, had massive buffet dinner and then went out on the strip to see the lights. At the top of the strip was MGM Hotel where David Copperfield happened to have started a show yesterday. $99.25 later I had a ticket in hand and was walking into the show room. What an amazing show it was too. My damn memory is already fading so while I can still remember mostly, here is the list of tricks he performed; (more…)
Busy day today though we didn’t get a lot done. Went to the Hoover Dam and then drove out 2 hours or so to the Skywalk which hangs over the Grand Canyon. It hangs out a fair distance and sits 1.2km from the ground. Pretty high I’d say. Joel, as someone who is scared of heights, even made it on the edge though he was crapping in his pants pretty much the whole time. It was hilarious though by the end he was (mostly) confidant in walking the walk. The drive all in all was long and painful. I hate long drives and hopefully we wont have to do many more of them this trip. Tomorrow is the last full day in Vegas so we have a few things to squeeze in. Should be good.
Just had one of the best buffet breakfasts ever. It was pricey but it had everything anyone would want for breakfast. Heaps of breads and fruits and salads and eggs and toasts and meats. It was great and now I’m really bloated. On the way back I got my fortune read by one of those fortune telling machines. It was either that or spending the $1 on the slot machines.
Well, my dear outspoken one, you are so quick to criticize others, did you ever stop to analyze yourself? You are a very sensitive person and a very critical one. You have a very sharp tongue which may cause unhappiness to others. You are of a generous disposition and knowingly would not hurt any one. You have a keen mind. Try to improve it. Your best friends like you for your ready wit. Try to cultivate a red haired person. Therein lies a great deal of happiness for you.
Fairly accurate I would say. Hmm… I know someone with red hair…
We went exploring and made our way to the “Stratosphere.” It’s an extremely high building with mini theme park on top. The rides it has would be pretty lame if they were on the ground but considering they are 109 floors into the sky and 2 of them hang over the edge, they are substantially more frightening. Joel didn’t even go on them, he struggled getting to the edge of the observation deck, let alone getting on a ride that hangs you off the edge and starts spinning you around. Easily the most extreme rides I have ever been on.