This morning I went to Seven Bays Bouldering, a climbing gym in Halifax on Gottingen Street, to climb with the teenage son of one of our friends from Dartmouth. Just like when I went to[…]
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Month: June 2018
On and on and on
Today I borrowed a red Toyota Prius-C and drove it a couple of hundred kilometres. It’s an acceptable car for driving long distances on a freeway; the soundproofing isn’t great, but it’s got cruise control[…]
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A sunny day in Halifax
We got up early and took the first ferry from Dartmouth to Halifax. In my dreams. As usual, a lot of lollygagging went on, so much so that a 9:30 planned start meant sprinting to[…]
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Ocean’s 8
After putting the kids to bed, we drove out to Dartmouth Crossing, a retail park a few miles away from where we’re staying, where we always try to catch a film during our visit. Memorable[…]
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The Wallcreeper
I finished The Wallcreeper, sold to me alongside Mislaid, feeling a little disappointed, although the fault may have been more with me than the book.
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Fifth birthday
Today was La Serpiente’s fifth birthday, so after opening presents from my parents and sister, we took her and Destroyer out to Halifax. We had breakfast at Jacky’s Cafe, a surprisingly good Chinese restaurant in[…]
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Peggy’s Cove, cankles and meat
I woke up this morning with a fuzzy head and no ankles. My legs had swollen so much on the flight they were just sausage shapes from knee to toe. This is possibly good for[…]
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Lost in transit?
The plane got slower and slower, until it finally arrived two hours and 42 minutes late. The flight attendants were rather confusing; I saw one going around with a sheet of paper with all the[…]
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Stuck in transit again
It was raining hard at Hong Kong. The descent was bumpy enough that I heard people crying out in fear, and although the usual miracle of commercial flight meant we landed safely, the heavy weather[…]
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An ecstasy of fumbling – Canadian edition
I didn’t sleep much last night, partly because I was worried that I would oversleep and miss my flight, and partly because I stayed up watching the incredibly crap Day Of The Dead: Bloodline movie[…]
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