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August 15, 2010
The funniest things come from real life, sometimes the root of the entertainment is tragic. I know the loss of a friend (pet) can be sad and very often, for those who care about them, a little guilty feeling. We are responsible for these simple animals, their safety, comfort and social companionship. So when we were sitting around with our good friends in London Ontario, liquor present, and telling stories, we heard about the university years and the Budgie.
The debate began on the appropriate way to kill the budgie and a challenge ensued, set for the next morning, safety being a factor, and had some not surprising results. As the story goes, our friend was moving apartments during his university years and had the assistance of a buddy of, now questionable, dependability. The friend helped load the car and was in charge of the budgie cage. As they departed down the road at speed the absence of the budgie became known. A quick look in the review found the cage rolling violently down the road, the budgie locked inside.
They rushed to find the budgie, having had a serious motor vehicle accident, critically injured. The budgie’s wind and leg were badly broken, beak sheared off and tongue hanging out; he was coughing up blood and suffering badly.
The test was concluded by 10:20 am and while there were differences of opinion the result was conclusive. While the test driver did hit the object under ideal circumstances and without duress, it was only half, the initial fear being realized and the possible fate of the budgie known.
August 09, 2010
Oddly, I’m sitting here at the dining table of friends in Winnipeg, the ladies are out and the man of the house is asleep (works night shift). I’m okay with that these days, we have become adaptable to the circumstances now and transitioning from place to place is easier and more enjoyable. Sleep still remains a constant struggle, though it’s always been like that for me.
Our friends are wonderful people and good hosts, Ignacio (man of the house) came to Canada about 6-8 years ago from Mexico. Since then he’s married, had two beautiful children, bought a home and serves Canada and his community as a police officer. I’m proud of this guy and his wife, he’s the kind of person that contributes to Canada in so many ways that he might not even understand and the kind of guy that makes Canada a better place, a real Canadian!
The scenario seems to be the same as we travel: good people, good stories, good food, nice places, bad weather, fatigue, mystery, lessons learned, rules and realities on the road. The important thing to note is the speed at which things change. We are going through cycles, first was learning how to ride with less, camp better and have no home. Next is understanding people, where they are at, what they need and how we fit or don’t fit into that. Soon I hope we’ll start to find our rhythm and be able to slow down a bit more, enjoy the seasons and places, explore better and find a better way to feel productive.
Right now it’s difficult to do anything other than travel so the research we’re doing is lacking. Something has to give and as much as I value the research and networking a lot survival comes first. On the other hand it’s also difficult to contact businesses and get people to make time for you, but this too is an interesting aspect of the research and it will be interesting to see how things change as we move on. Does it get easier as culture and people change, do we get better at our approach, do we modify who we approach or how we ask the questions? I don’t know the answer but the answer is there somewhere and the journey is the key more than the ending, this I know for sure.