"No Payment, No Payment and No Interest! 'Til 98!"

Pits of doom are fun, especially when their fake!

Well, this blog has really fallen by the wayside...so I thought I would make my first post in a year by adding this extremely cool picture. I was just now doing some very neglected cleaning and opened a box that hadn't been opened since Terry and I moved out of the Marzipan apt all those years ago. Well, this particular box was chock full of odds and ends that I have kept throughout the years. It was a real ride on the ol memory train and now I must state a few things regarding these materials.
First, Lucia-thanks for the xmas cards you gave me from 96 to 98, you're a sweetheart! Do you still like Minnie and Mickey Mouse alot?
Second, Adam! It seems that you were credited in one of the stories I wrote in grade 9 english as "the white-out king", you were my editor and I am very grateful for that- I love you man!
Thirdly, Terry-cash-munnnies-wuerz...you never signed my year book in gr 12...i think I the plan was to do it in the summer. Its ok, I can guess what you would have wrote, something like:
"Whoa! All these years in GP and we never adorned capes, pointy hats and daggerboards to conquer the basement and those elusive asbestos monsters? Good luck, and truthfully I always thought you were the coolest person in the history of all mankind I was always just too shy to tell you. Anyways, keep in touch mi amigo - my number is 453-6472." So that was pretty accurate, I know because my future self(from the year when time travel is invented) just paid me a visit to let me know that he had been looking through some old box and had re-discovered the fact that Terry didn't sign his/my/our yearbook, so he traveled back in time to 2000 and got Terry to sign it...so thats how I know what you wrote Terry-thanks by the way, I'm honored to be your hero. Oh and by the way, my future self told me that we are gonna have some legendary debates about the validity of Indiana Jones part 7: The Empire Strikes Back(apparently, in a unecessary attempt to carry on George Lucas' legacy, his grandson Chewbacca Lucas decides to make an Indy-Star Wars crossover). Personally, I can't wait.
Fourthly, Terra...you are awesome...we still live in the same city (for now) hopefully I can get my shit together and call you soon cause I miss ya.
FIFthly, the Chan man, I wonder if you even are aware this blog exists...but regardless...I still have all those Harrow school class pictures and we look like kids in them, also you were always next to Tommy Tran. They reminded me of eating the rice your mom made for your lunches, i still remember how good it tasted!
So, I guess thats it for now...I actually have an exam tomorrow but after that look into the past I couldn't help myself, besides I still have plenty of hours to study! I miss all of you so much! I hope your all doing well and welcoming every hour with open arms - bye for now.
Tiger Hug to you all!!!

Rain rain go away!

Hey there people,

Where have all the bloggers gone? Oh I know, too busy with your education, and your law and medicine careers, to care about a little old blog? WTF?

Here's my update.

I now live in Vancouver (hence the title). SFU is treating me well, the program is pretty intense, but quite interesting, and I think I may just learn a few things while I'm here. I'm trying to represent Winnipeg as well as I can. We have a bit of a bad reputation in the rest of the country. People seem to think that Canada doesn't really exist from Calgary to Toronto. Well little do they know.

I've been living on pizza a beer mainly, and am loving my new Capoeira addiction. It really is an addiction. I get the shakes when I don't go for a few days. I must admit though that I suck pretty hard. It is surprisingly difficult. Give me 10 years and I will be kicking upside down while singing and playing a drum.

It is raining in Winnipeg, which is where I am now for the weekend. It was time to come back and see Liz for a few days and eat a s much turkey as humanly possible within three days.

I hope you are all doing well in the places you are calling home right now.

Take care,
Adam

About Face!

Did you guys realize that California is actually a pretty big state. Unfortunately, we aren't going to get to see in all, but we've put in a pretty good effort. We've been here in Santa Clara with my brother for a week now, nestled comfortably into the Silicon Valley between San Fransisco and Santa Cruz. I am blown away by the amount of wealth in this place. My old Toyota (which I think is pretty nice) is essentially the cheapest, and dirtiest car on the road. We were surrounded by BMWs, Lexus, and Benzs the other day in an area called Santana Row. This Santana Row area is like Corydon, but for the very wealthy. We had the pleasure of watching a guy fan himself with cash like he was some kind of rapper. Conspicuous consumption is brought to a whole new level here. But what can you expect from a place that sells products that are very literally found everywhere in the world. After this we are going to Yosemite, Vegas, turning 180 degrees and heading home to the flat lands. After driving through mountains non-stop, I'm really looking forward to driving in a straight line with no elevation changes.

Crater Lake in Oregon! By far the most spectacular thing I have ever seen.












Fern Canyon in Redwood National and State Parks. Apparently a scene from Jurassic Park was filmed here.











Adam

ps. Go see "Once".

Saint John Digs

Our apartment, as you can see, is fucking sweet. Oh shit, I can't wait till you guys come out here!!!!

Volcanoes, Barricuda Sharks, and Beach Houses

So, today I write from an internet cafe in Utila, a town where we have rented a freakin BEACH HOUSE and are living in ultimate retreat style. Here, I am taking diving lessons, and spent the morning on the coral reef. Pretty inspiring stuff: barricuda sharks, sea horses, huge manta rays etc, enough to pretty well make you shit your pants under water. Metaphorically speaking.

Last week I sledded down the side of a volcano, after standing in the crater and breathing in a good lung full of sulpher. With this, I was able to conquer my early childhood fear of dying a horrible death of lava, which I am sure is one of the major causes of death worldwide.

Next week, I'm headed home. Hopefully, will have a major hike to Mantario on my hands, alongside the preparations to move to New Brunswick and selling my car.

So as they say in Spanish, Adios!

West coast in 3 weeks or more

Having finally made it through the mountains and all the way to the coast, it feels like time for a blog. We tackled engine problems, outwitted mechanics, dodged mudslides, and evaded wildfires just to get here, but we are now in a small hamlet called "Vancouver" I hear it's going to be a pretty big deal some day. We should be here for 4 days and leaving on Tuesday for Squamish and then the famous Texada Island, home of Ken.

Things are going really well. We spent a two nights in Naramata with my uncle, and two nights in Kelowna visiting old host families and friends. Can't really knock the Okanogan valley, it is hot, scenic, and downright beautiful. I think I most people live there just to avoid something we have in the rest of Canada, ya know - winter.

I'm off to explore Vancity, and to try not to shop at LuluLemon (very difficult here).

As my uncle says "Keep the shiny side up and the dirty side down, and you'll be just fine". Words to live by,