Mariner Motor Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Airport Transportation
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Refrigerator in room
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... We made it as far as the Joyceville turn off (almost anyway), and that's where we parted company with one of the tires on the car. As I was driving along, a nice man in a car pulled up along side us on the 401 and waved...frantically trying to tell us something. Tim went back to see what was going on with the car, and we tried to determine if we could wait until the exit to pull off. It turned out the answer was no. I quickly pulled off the highway, just as ...
... the eerie music was leaking from the streetlights again, making it seem as though the apocalypse had happened and the entire outside world had been obliterated.Time seemed to dissolve as I waited, folding back on itself and spinning into circles so I forgot almost whether it was the beginning or the end. Or perhaps it was that time was revealing the truth of itself to me as something wholly interminable, like a labyrinth, something that ...
... party, our chalet would get comprehensively trashed. But perversely, when I finally got home this afternoon, the upstairs was tidier than it had been in weeks. It was like nothing had happened at all. But of course, all of this did happen, these things I am writing about. The emptiness of our time here was filled with shining, echoing nonsense, much like the nonsensical, vacant universe is lit up with stars. The mountain will always be a thing that happened to ...
... for good this time. In response, my supervisor said a rather cryptic, lovely thing that I didn't really understand the meaning of. She smiled and tilted her head and said, See you at the next location. I may not have entirely understood, but I liked the sound of that. It made it seem somehow as though endings were not really endings at all, or rather that the true ending would be a grand reconciliation, one day, in this world or one of the others. Perhaps ...
... something I wrote about once. So it is with the winter that is finishing. The old snow is now melting. Puddles expand into gritty lakes by the sides of the highways. Everything was frozen and then it wasn't, it was moving, it continues to transform. Everything is changing around me. The huge sheets of ice that have lain on the ground beneath my feet are rupturing, pulling apart and so I cannot trust my step anymore. And just as the ...