Random Thoughts

I am heading off to Europe. No, not the romantic Europe of Canaletto or someone of that calibre. I am going to Scotland; where whisky and haggis are king. I will be there for 2 weeks hopefully seeing the place and getting immersed in the culture. Why Scotland? Why not? The reason I am going to Scotland is because I have a fascination with bagpipes mostly. There is this _tiny_ show held in Edinburgh every Summer called the Edinburgh Tattoo . No one gets tattooed for this. But the bands of the Scottish regiments (usually from the Commonwealth) end up putting a spectacular show every time. I have seen pictures and videos of it. I want to be there for the real deal. I fly out of Vancouver on a British Airways flight (one of 2 daily direct ones) for London Heathrow. I'll be in the air for about 8 hours and then I will be in the United Kingdom. I've heard great things about BA. I usually fly Singapore Airlines. BA better deliver. My MEC backpack is packed. I hope I survive this tri

Something happened to me. I was having fun. I should have known it would not last. It didn't. I met my Ava Fontaine. I have known her a while. She was perfect. PERFECT. I thought I was getting into something I knew. I enjoyed every minute of it. She seemed to enjoy it too. We had fun. I loved her laugh. It made those few seconds feel like an eternity of bliss. She laughed a lot. I thought I was able to make her do that. I probably did. The flowers looked prettier every time I thought of her. The world did too. Birds sang when I wanted them to. Noise dissapeared. Crowds parted. The sun shone on me. Until reality kicked in and I realised I was lying to myself. The world was just as cruel as it was before. She is no panacea for the pains of god's green earth. She is but a temporary blip, just as we all are. I thought it was special. It is no more special than anything else out there. She will always be Ava Fontaine to me. Perfect in every way. Except, that she's not real. I