Wednesday, May 11, 2011

china, james brown, and the cops

May and still cold. Will the winter ever end? Went out to the chinese restaurant (yes they have one of those here) and had an actually decent chinese meal. okay it wasn't like toronto chinese but it was still pretty good, i've realized you have to lower your standards a bit. one must accept that the bruised apples aren't that bad and that 2 degrees is the new 10. after our chinese meal i thought it would be brilliant to entice Ben into a romantic walk down to the pier followed by walking home along the snow covered beach.... boy was i wrong. i mean the pier is still my favorite place as it has a wicked view but the beach walk was definitely not as 'sweet' as i thought it would be. It took me a while to convince Ben that the snow on the beach wasn't extremely deep and so naturally the second we both made it onto the beach we sunk up to our shoulders in snow and had to find a way to shimmy out of it and lie flat on the snow spreading out our body weight in hopes of staying afloat. finally edging our way to the end of the beach we then had to trek through the forest that divides the beach from the main road while being constantly terrified of the hibernating bears possibly (let's be honest, probably is more appropriate than possibly) sleeping below us. by the time we reached the road we were soaked from the waist down and completely covered in mud. oh the north. on monday night we went to soccer. i was the only girl (this happens often here in the wells, let's just say it's a man's world- but it wouldn't be nothin' without a woman or a girl). anyways we played four on four and feeling the need to compete with the aggression of the game i managed to push or trip every player out there, including the town priest- whom i actually ended up biting, well to be fair he did run into my mouth. it's still decently cold here and were waiting for the day when the river ice breaks free and floats away (apparently this is a big deal here, i'll try and take a photo but it'll probably just be white...) i had to get a police check the other day so i went to the rcmp office, they have three officers here and no actual policemen. i thought they'd be really tough and butch as they have to take charge of this whole town but they're not. Quite simply, i'm pretty sure there was a reason they dispatched these particular officers here and it wasn't because norman wells is crime ridden and these are the men to stop the brutalities. we've now fully moved into our trailer and once i figure out how to fix our camera i'll take some photos. although before i do i believe i should change my name to something more trailer park-y, like betsy-sue or annabelle-may. still avoiding them nordic bears.

1 comment:

  1. I googled "Bearathon" and your blog came up, so there you go.
    My husband and I lived in The Wells from Sept 1994 till June 2001, he worked at Esso and I taught at MMS. I remember the first things to scare me: when we tried to get "caller ID" on our phone but the telus lady said there was no such thing up there. Also, no ATM machines. Had to stand in line at the bank and the post office. I remember, even after being there for months and months, thinking What the hell are all these crazy people doing up here so far away from everything??
    I hope you enjoy your adventure... I look upon our stay up there as some of the most amazing and memorable experiences of my life. - Sheryl Nagy, Bonnyville AB

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