Famous Last Words
Well this is it, my last entry. I finally made it to San Fransico after 28 hrs of flying. I was gross upon arrival no shower or change of clothes in 3 days! I decided to get to the hostel that I had in mind quickly for a shower and mabey some shut eye before I did some sight seeing. I get to my hostel and its booked solid, of course in my fashion I had no reservation. They told me that all day people have been trying to get a bed for that night and everywhere is full! I couldn't leave my bag either so I put on my big pack and my little pack and took off around San Fran. I walked for most of the day, to the Golden Gate Bridge and seen Alcatraz the old prison on an island in the harbor. I kept looking for the house from the sit com Full House all day but no luck. It was a very livable kind of city, everyone seemed active. The down town was busy with lots of street performers amidst the old rail cars and rainbow flag wavers! There was lots of easy public transportation everywhere which was always the best part of traveling through major cities. Its where you get the feel of the city and the people. I spent the night in the airport, and almost managed 2 hrs sleep until I began talking with this lady who was sleeping across from me. She was a bit off as whenever I told her something about my travels or living in Canada she would hide under her jacket and pretend to sleep but instead be talking to herself and laughing and giggling to herself, then she would ask me a question or confirm something I said then go back to talking to herself with her jacket draped over her head. This went on for about an hour and she had told me that she was on standby waiting for a flight to NYC. One of the janitors at the airport told me later that she has been waiting for that flight for the last 9 years, he says same story every time.
The next morning I flew to Colorado to meet Jaclyn and her friends Robyn and Matt. It was good to see Jaclyn again. We toured Denver and did some white water rafting over the next week together. We drove back through 5 states via Salt Lake City and finally after 10 1/2 mo I was Alberta bound.
This last year has been an experience that I will never forget. After over 100 bus rides, 21 flights, 15 ferries, heaps of dodgy motorbikes, 11 countries and 4 pairs of flip flop sandals, I had seen a bit more of the world, and met more people than I would have ever expected. The thing that really surprised me was that after all the places I had been and people I met, I found no where that I wanted to live more than in Canada. I would tell people, that I met along the way, about winters snowmobiling with the Hoopers and snowboarding with my buddy Ryan, and summers spent dirt biking with Trevor or being at the lake with Andre, or all the job opportunities that we have here. They would always be in awe and most had never experience the things I was speaking of.
Thanks to all who helped me along the way, said hello in the surf line up, and especially thanks to all those street food vendors, hagglers who ripped me off, and taxi drivers that nearly killed me, would'nt have been the same with out ya!
Happy Trails to everyone I met or traveled with, may you all return home safely and be on the road again soon! God Bless