Since arriving in Edmonton, I have done many things. I rode in a cab for half an hour without anyone except the driver (I have a taxi thing), I stayed up really late, I ran windsprints, I bought sweaters, I ate little tiny tacos, and mainly, I got to hang with AMT for enough time to talk about nonsense (my favourite sport). When I call someone long distance, I feel I have to have A+ material; when we are in the same room, I feel comfortable enough to blather.
Because the flight was in the middle of the night, I did not get the customary amount of reading done, though I did read a couple excellent essays in an ancient issue of Arc (2008, seriously, I'm behind). I was basically catatonic for the entire flight--not quite asleep, not quite awake. But again, no real jetlag, though I was pretty excited to go to sleep last night.
Today I am bright-eyed and ready to go meet AMT at her class. I get charge of the house keys and am determined to live up to the responsibility. Already, it's not going so well, as I can't figure out how to turn off several of her lamps, and being the person I am (a person who fears leaving lamps turned on all day will result in fire) I wound up unplugging them. Go, me!!
Ok, I'm to the streets of Edmonton, where it is bright and sunny and reasonably warm, but there is a wind warning in effect. Also, here they sell sandwiches at the Shoppers' Drug Mart. It's a whole other world.
RR
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Hey Rebecca! Wonderful to hear you're unplugging lamps in my hometown and hiking in my favourite place in the whole world. Bring back some big Alberta sky for me?
ox Carey
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