Ok. So I’ve been a busy beaver lately. Not so much in terms of anything creative or even interesting but I have been getting things done and preparing for things to come. Good things.
First, let me say that today has been a great day (July 10, 2013) and it’s only 2pm as I type this. I just got back from my follow-up visit with the Dr. and it would seem that there has been a slight (micro slight) improvement in my CT scan results. It might not sound like much but these days, any movement in that direction is a huge improvement on the overall situation. The other good news is that the hole, formerly known as tooth, in my mouth is healing very well and there is no tunnel into my sinus cavity. Strange what passes for good news these days but I’ll take what I can get and then ask for seconds.
If it is possible to digress from a point that was never stated, then that is what you just read. Although that sort of information is essentially the catalyst for this blog and far more relevant than anything you might come across if you continue reading. It was not the reason why I wanted to post an update today.
So to get back on track, I would like to begin weaving, what will undoubtedly be an intricate patchwork of Brysonesque story-telling, recounting my recent travels south of the border. Or, just loosely tied together ramblings of what I can remember from the last 2 months. You decide.
1st leg: New Orleans via Florida…..via Fort Worth via Vancouver…
The big event of the summer has been Carine’s cousin Damion’s’ wedding in New Orleans. This has been in the works for 2+ years and I have to say; all that planning payed off. More on that in a moment though.
Before we made our way to New Orleans, I finally got a chance to go to Carine’s family cottage in Florida. It was the perfect way to acclimatize to the south before the relentless series of suit and tie formal affairs in NOLA. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. Those affairs were awesome! There is something extremely appealing about getting dapper in a town like New Orleans.
As I was saying. The cottage.
Images of beach side hotel/motels and timeshares are what come to mind when I think of Florida usually but this was in panhandle country y’all. Miles away from anything remotely touristy and not a souvenir shop in sight! Picture a Canadian cottage, out in the country, on the lake, except with cypress and palm trees and lizards. Why don’t I just show you:
After a quick stop at the nearest Walmart for a pair of swimming trunks as my luggage decided to take the scenic route, we settled in for a few days of quiet relaxation. I was kindly assured that my luggage was either, “somewhere on the tarmac” in Florida or mingling with the other lost luggage somewhere in the continental United States. It’s funny how the pace and tone of the airline bag recovery people changes when you tell them your cancer meds are in your lost luggage. Not that I take pleasure in making peoples jobs any more stressful than they already are but I got a complimentary toiletry kit and my bag was promptly delivered to the door early the next day. Just sayin…. something to keep in mind next time you find yourself in that situation.
The following 4 days involved not much more than sitting on the doc, a couple of leisurely boat rides, good wine,good food and great company. Not a bad way to kick things off if you ask me.
As you may have noticed, the date that I started writing this entry was over 2 week ago. Today is July 25th.
Like I said, I’ve been a busy little beaver lately and I was fortunate enough to have another excuse to pop over to Vancouver island a few days afterwards I started writing this post and spent the better part of a week there hanging out with some dear old friends and now some new ones. I will elaborate on that in future posts.
I have given up on any form of consistency at this point. I will carry on posting, however disjointed and sparse, with as much enthusiasm and/or caffeine as I can muster.
Next chapter: New Orleans. Please stay tuned and remember, today is a beautiful day to be alive!
Especially because of this guy: