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Paris Day 1

Sticking with blogs around 3000 words this one cuts off half way through the day. The full day would be too long a blog, so that one will come out next week. Or something like that, either way with these blogs sorry for some random ends. I will try to keep them fluid. My traveling companion, my wife, is much different than me when it comes to getting ready in the AM for travel. I could hop in the shower, brush my teeth, slap on pitstick and cologne. Then clothes and a ball cap and I am ready to face the world. She, on the other hand, loves to take pictures. She also wants to look her best. So, almost every day, she is in the bathroom getting ready at least an hour before me. I caved and, most days, at least combed my hair rather than a cap. Of course, once she is awake, though, I am. So that was my time to read, write, or just lay and do nothing. Well, actually, some mornings, I did yoga stretches for my back. The shitty thing was grabbing that bag before it fell really did hurt me, an...
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The unelected PM and failures in Canadian Politics

 Ever kick a bee hive, I kicked a proverbial one on social media a couple days ago with a single post. Something about having an unelected Prime Minister in Canada. I wish at the point I did have the coffee mug that said Liberal Tears. People with names like Mr Woke or Mr Left started snapping. Honestly I am picturing the memes of some purple haired they/them yelling at a screen, anyways Let's dive in..... Start with a simple question, which riding is Mark Carney sitting in? I mean he was voted into government in a free and fair election right?  "You don't understand how the Westminster system works!" Yes clowns I do. I am going to say on social media there probably aren't many people that are going to teach me how the government is set up. Maybe about different departments or laws sure. In fact it was fairly recently I learned about Gladue Papers, that was actually interesting. How the government works though, no thats pretty basic and straight forward. I know th...

Flight and First Night in Paris

I recently read that the average blog should be 300 - 3000 words. In fact 3000 is almost too long. On average that is a 12 minute read and people move on. Adding these words to an already too long blog. I am changing my strategy, my travel entries are going to be shorter than I wrote. Maybe more entries and a bit more frequently. I am babbling and already making it longer.... When I left off we were just in line at the Calgary airport to board our flight to Paris. Months before we flew, I was offered to upgrade our seats. We could put a bid on premium seats. I have never flown anything but economy; that is what we booked in. My wife convinced me to place a bid. I said OK but the very minimum, which was $750. Months passed, and honestly, I forgot all about it until one morning, I opened my credit card app to pay, and there was $1500 on it. We got our seats, but it was $750 / ea seat. I wasn't 100% prepared for that; this is a prime example of having extra cash when you travel! We bo...

Populism and Social Media. Oh and the draft dodger.

 Another quick entry, a break from my other writing for a current issue. Well, it is an issue that will continue for four more years. donnie trump is president again, why for fuck sakes?! We had him and Joe B, then Kamala snuck in, and this is the best USA had to offer for president? I saw a meme saying this is great; it is like watching the Fall of Rome but with Wifi, and god damn if that doesn't feel correct.  First, to 93% of trump supporters, you have nothing in common with him. While he sure paints himself as though he has you in mind, he doesn't. He is a grifter and jumped on the angry middle-American demographic. A LOT of people felt unheard. As we can see, every minority group gets special "days," "weeks," or even "months," and it isn't hard to understand where the frustration came from. I am not about to dive too deep into it; that's a blog or two on its own, but I can say as an average white, middle-aged, middle-class male, I unde...

Pre-Boarding

 I think I have always wanted to travel, but I was nervous for a very long time. When I was young, my uncle worked on offshore rigs outside Africa. He was also young at the time, in his twenties. No family, no responsibility, just good money. On his days off, they would provide him a ticket home or anywhere he wanted. If I could go back and have that same chance, I would take it in a heartbeat! Young, with a pocket full of cash and a ticket anywhere, is the dream, and I am sure it was for him, too. So he would work, travel, work, maybe come back for a couple weeks and repeat. So, to me, he was the coolest; he would bring home pictures and stories of all these places, and since I was a child, I am sure I did not hear nearly all the good stories. I thought I wanted to be that cool when I grew up. Looking back, I can say it would be way more interesting to say, "Man, you should see what it looks like when the sun rises over the Effiel Tower." Then to say, "Man, I was drunk ...