February 8, 2016
Hello, everyone again! Yes, I am back again.
I am sure you wonder with what I am going to annoy you today.
Well, there’s the weather. Yes, Maria, the weather befuddled me today.
It was a bit chilly in the morning but all right. Rex and I were quite happy with our stroll. We could walk for at least forty-five minutes and didn’t feel like coming back home. Hadn’t I had to go to work, we’d have continued walking for a while.
It was quite nice when I left for work. I had the feeling I put too many clothes on, though.
The bus was on time and the train too. Quite a good morning!
Then, in the afternoon, it started raining a bit. Not too much, not too annoying, just a little rain – nothing to be concerned about.
I came back home in the evening – not so nice on the train, it was quite a squeeze. The bus was a little late, which is understandable – who cares when people get back home? Wasn’t it enough that they got to work in the morning?
Anyway, the weather was all right. I took Rex out and we had a lot of fun running this way and that.
Well, scarcely had I got inside, that my daughter shouted at me to look outside: it was snowing and the wind started to howl. It hadn’t been even five minutes! The change was radical. My balcony is already full of snow and I can’t take my tablet outside anymore. All right, I can, but that doesn’t mean it will work after being thoroughly wetted by snow.
And to think I was talking to a colleague today and both agreed that we had had a fine weather this winter! It wasn’t like we’d had winter at all. He was just telling me he would go camping over the weekend. I am curious if he still does. As I know him, he might.
I haven’t ever camped in winter. I went camping in summer or spring.
I remember once we were a group of eight and had three tents. There were five Germans – two couples and a lone guy, and three of us: my sister, my cousin and I.
After climbing the mountain during the day, we got to a cottage in the evening and we drew lots how to share the tents.
I think I was seventeen at the time. I landed in the tent with the lone guy. My cousin was a bit concerned and kept coming to make sure that everything was fine. In the end, the guy asked what was going on. I explained to him my cousin’s concerns and he swore he wouldn’t touch me. Unfortunately, that meant he would stay on the far end of the tent.
It was a very cold night. It started raining with cats and dogs and the temperature dropped dramatically. He was a very big guy. I am sure he would have provided good body heat but… He stayed on a side of the tent so that no one could complain.
After midnight, we three, my sister, my cousin and I couldn’t stay in tents anymore. There was water everywhere and we were chilled to the bones so we decided to go to the cottage. Arrived there, we found lots of people.
Everybody had abandoned their tents and retreated inside to stay near the fire and to drink something to get warm. Only the Germans guys had no problems. They slept in the tents and in the morning, they went to the creek and washed in the cold water.
Everybody was watching them like they were crazy. They became the main attraction of the morning. However, you had to admire their fortitude.
Afterwards, fog fell all over the mountain. We left in the fog and believe me it was a real trial. One couldn’t see at ten steps before themselves. We slipped in the mud a few times and when we got to the city we looked like we’d have swum in the mud.
No matter what, it was a great trip. We had fun, we laughed like crazy and we remained friends for years to come.
I don’t know what my colleague will do over the weekend, if he goes camping or not. I am sure in the North, where he wants to go, it must be much worse than here in Toronto, but I wish him luck.
And to be a little honest, I envy him for that outing. It’s been a while for me and I’d love to try camping again. Halas, my daughter is not the camping type. Anyway, a girl can always dream, can’t she?
I’ll leave you now and see you tomorrow.
Born sometime in the past century, living in the 21st century.
Sometimes I have good ideas... (what do you think?)
Sometimes fascinating guests!
(that for sure!)
Sometimes I have to share some of my frustrations,..
(not too tempting, huh!)
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