BEST WESTERN Inn On The Bay
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... My life has been filled with profound moments, new sights, deep thoughts since I started travelling, but this morning was the first time I passed over into the land of the unbounded surreal, struggling in this snow-ravaged land that was as strange, beautiful and harsh as the surface of the bright moon. Arriving at the back office of the Grand Georgian, I was exhausted before I even began. The day passed dully with lots of time in between check-ins ...
... again. Instead, we packed into the Irish pub for Gaelic chocolate, basically hot chocolate spiked with copious amounts of Baileys. So yummy. The conversation flowed freely, lots of laughter, a great punchline about Pussy Galore. But I am still a bit shaky after the funny turn, so will need to be careful tomorrow as I have a Skype thing, need to hit the gym and, yes, of course, squeeze in more skiing. Hopefully no more funny turns, though. Touch ...
... alas someone was doing something questionable in the bathroom so I went back upstairs for more chat. The discussion now concerned the laws of physical attraction. I said my piece, that I liked older guys, liked charisma, liked men who had character and uniqueness. That it was more attractive to me what a guy said or did, than how he looked or dressed. Give me a man who is rare, does something brave, can teach me something new. Later on just before we fell asleep, my wise ...
... the occasional guilty banana or apple, a sorry state of culinary affairs that has been going on since I arrived at Blue Mountain. (Endless cups of coffee are perhaps the only continuity with back home, but this is more the markings of a true, intellectualised addict rather than a habit of homesickness or health). But not all cravings are so easily identifiable as a runner's thirsting for salt. For example, I was craving something yesterday evening ...
... manner, sort of like how radios weakly persevere in playing after the apocalypse happens in Hollywood movies. Some days it will be Beethoven, other days random pop, yesterday there were carols, naturally.) Also saw a horse and carriage; and lovely fur trees dusted with snow; and met some old timer called Eugene, who made the rather startling claim of having never worked a day in his life. He told me stories about skiing with his children in sub-zero temperatures ...