Adventure with a capital A

Travelled around 8,000 kilometers (round trip) this past weekend, up to Whitecourt, Alberta and back. All told 33 hours of transit - including sleeping the night at the Edmonton International Airport (my story not yet posted). I got to spend 48 hours in Whitecourt itself, and spent time with my girlfriend, figuring out where she is, where I am, and some of those things that come to the forefront when you’re living 4,000 kilometers apart in very different worlds, with large-scale changes impending.

I move on Sunday, I’m not ready, but won’t ever be. I’ve got everything I need, and far more, but while this departure is by far the most definitive, it feels the least significant. Maybe I’ve done it so many times already, or maybe most of the people I know are already gone. Maybe it’s that it’s not really so far, when it comes down to it, and I’m going for work to a definite place. I know where I’ll be settling, that I’ll be spending time there, getting to know people, and all that.

And I’m ready to get out of Ottawa for a while. I’ve been here for a year, which is a long time. I am going to miss some of my new friends, though.