Until tomorrow................................................................
Until tomorrow folks, I'll have to settle down. Yes sir, I'm counting the hours for to get back over across to the home side of the puddle . It just seems relevant somehow that this humble adventure has come so close to an end.
This will not be the last post on this blog. Far from it. This was only the beginnings of my travels. There will be more trips, treks and adventures. No rest for the wicked!

Don't know where I'll be, or when I'll be there- but I'd be happy to attend.

Mitch

I'll want to settle down..........................................









So here I am in Stratford. Again.
This seems to happen a lot. I like it here. :)
I haven't been updating, probably because this is a travel blog, insinuating the blogulation of (almost exclusively) travels and/or travel related things. Speaking of travel, I have, coincidentally, lifted my roots once again. Home is, and will always be two places: PEI, and wherever I happen to plant roots. PE Island will always be that home over across, but so too will niches I build myself. I'm at a point right now when I'm leaving a home for another. Such is the hobo curse.

Anyway, I've not been idle in the past little while - so I'll update any readers who are not Mitch savi, or "in the know". Home away from home has been an inoccuous brown building on the corner of 11oth Street and Whyte ave (82nd Ave), in a bachelor apartment. In said apartment I occupied the top bunk of a bed expressly bought to accomodate two people in a one person space. The one person for which this space was intended would be The Adam Keefe. Look him up, he's gonna be big. Regardless, I lived in his apartment and worked two jobs.

http://www.badassjacks.com/ http://www.jubilations.ca/jubilations/edm_whatis.html

At on job I was an "Adacst" at a diner theatre, the other a "Wrap Master". I'll let you, the reader, decide which was where. I could bore you with anecdotes and schedules - but that would be boring. God forbid.

The point of this update is to tell you that I have done "the traveling" again. I did a short day trip to Athabasca, which was surprisingly difficult to arrange. Thank God for Judi brand bus buddies. It took just over a week to bus from Hamilton to Edmonton, and under four hours to get back. I've never seen a Greyhound bus move so fast. Damn.
This hardly counts as traveling, as it bypasses the travel bit and drops you on the destination. I think the next big one may be hitchhiking or something. We'll see whether that plan pans out. Until next time, kids.

Much to all people of indiscriminate coastal orientaion.



-Mitch