Hello again faithful readers. You may be witnessing history today, since it has been so long since I’ve posted two blogs in one day! Such is the necessity when you’re working with the time-access matrix. It’s kind of like the real matrix, but not real. Which actually, when you think about it, makes it even more like the real matrix. Don’t think about it though, because your head will explode.
So the next leg of my fantastical journey took me all the way to Chetwynd, BC. If you’ve never heard of it, don’t worry. It’s never heard of you either. Chetwynd is nestled in the mountains about 3 1/2 hours north of Prince George. It really is a lovely drive. It is, however, completely desolate. Look:
Cars? Any cars here? How about animals? Anyone?
So yeah, pretty empty space. I listened to about three podcasts and a whole bunch of music. Now, if I’ve told you anything about my travels up north before, I’ve probably told you that I long to see a moose. It is my dream. And so far, despite several trips to different locations, I have not seen one. So, at about hour 3 of my drive, I decided to pull over and see if I could find one:
Not a bad moose call if I say so myself, but not all that successful. So eventually I ended up in Chetwynd, where they have 1 pastor and 3 interns from the college right now. I told them I wanted to introduce myself to the church as Mr. Chet Wynd. They didn’t think that would be a good idea. We had lots of fun hanging out, though and church on Sunday was great. We went swimming after that for about 3 hours. And Terrance continued to try to teach us the “broom dance.” We then went out to dinner at another family from the church’s house, where Chad the intern and I invented the marble game. The marble game requires you to have a loft, a bucket of marbles, and someone to judge the game and sweep away the excess marbles. It is preferable (but not yet required) if you call your judge “Marge” or “Margaret.” If you wish to know the complete rules of the game, feel free to ask in the comments, and perhaps I’ll fill you in at a later date.
Anyways, I just gave you a whole whackload of information in a short time, mostly because my time with the matrix is running low. I wanted to end this post with a video of the pastor’s family dog, named Shiloh. They actually have two dogs, but Shiloh is the real star. She has a blue mohawk, and she’s more jumpy and vocal than any dog I’ve ever met. So I bid you adieu, with a video of me and James playing with Shiloh. Make sure you turn up the volume so you can hear all her noises. See you soon friends!
