July 21 2009

Greetings my Dear Readers,

I come to you today from the highways of Central Canada.  I left the house almost 15 hours ago and after flying halfway across the country I am still four plus hours from my destination, and thought I should kill some highway time by breaking out the technology and putting together an in motion update for you, my loyal readers.

This has been a day over filled with challenges, first my travel agent booked the wrong flight for me and unfortunately I didn't notice the error until it was too late to do much about it (lesson here, is to always double and triple check travel documents before leaving the office).  As a result I found myself stuck at a midpoint in the trip for longer then anticipated.  Not a problem, Plan "B" was to ditch my baggage and take in some of what the city had to offer...  Wrong.  The storage lockers were malfunctioning and relieved me of a sum of money without allowing me the security of being able to leave my bags safely stored, as a result I was stuck staying put and babysitting my belongings for a period that should be considered a Federal Offense.

At long last I now find myself aboard a Highway Bus for the 4 and a half hour road trip to the destination that will likely provide the setting for the next chapter of my continued existence.

But first let me say its been quite a few years since I've travelled by Bus, as I've gotten in the habit of flying everywhere I need to go, however this time around I was unable to secure a reliable passenger airline to take me to this obscure little hole in the middle of no where I may soon call home, so I begrudgingly had little choice but agree to travel by Bus.   Now as I said its been quite a few years since I've travelled any distance by bus, but it has been a different experience.  Bus lines, or at least this one now conduct security screening of passengers and their luggage before they are allowed to board the vehicle.

This security screening in many ways resemble Airline security screening found at airports but without the high tech x-ray machines and scanning equipment.  They now require you to empty your pockets and your bags are manually searched for any weapons or other objects you might be able to use in a disorderly fashion.  Then your given a once over with a metal detector to make sure your not smuggling a small tactical nuclear weapon aboard in your back pocket or underwear.

This was definitely an unexpected change, but is necessary now since a passenger was murdered and dismembered while he slept last year while travelling by bus on Canada's Highways.  One major freaking Psycho and we all jump through new interesting hoops.

Its kind of creepy, as I a have been passing through many area's that I spent quite a bit of time in before I was dragged off to Paradise where I have spent the last decade getting spoiled by scenery and near tropical weather.  Its rather strange to find myself so very near my old stomping ground, but still at a healthy enough distance to prevent those that I've washed my hands with from crossing my path.

So what brings me to this chilly land of little?   I am now actively scouting the Plan "B" I mentioned in a previous post.  Since my last post things have come together for Plan "B" on the surface while continuing its deterioration of slow destruction.  I have now secured employment in the Land of Not, but now must work on securing a new location to Rant and Rave from.  Overall if things come together it will be a step up in the food chain, but will come with risks and bonds that could tie me into a hopeless endless loop until I retire or drop dead, which ever occurs first.  Personally I'm leaning towards the later.

If all goes according to tentative plan this will involve change of epic proportions and levy some staggering changes and expenses on me.   If things go as planned, and from all the difficulties I'm running into I have little reason to believe it will, but if it falls back into line, then while I make this transition my posting and ability to do so will become extremely limited for the next couple months until everything is settled into place.

At this point I'm just scouting the conditions and doing a little first hand reconnaissance before making the end all of decisions and deciding whether or not to commit myself to an eternity of suffering.

Will update some more when I reach my destination...

Until next time,

As Always,

Your Cold Hearted Bastard,

D.