This is the documentation of a journey. From Toronto to British Columbia, beginning on Rememberance day, we managed a lift from a friend of a friend of my father’s, who dropped us a mere 5 minutes from the railway bridge from where the epic freight train virginity was to be, well you know. This is the first telling of this journey. Which, in fact, was the last cold leg of a long journey home, which began in april leaving england and concluded in december of 2007. This story will be elaborated on in the future, and made deeper. for now, let it suffice to say:
WAITING FOR 24 HOURS, BUS TO MORE WAITING. SLEEP. HITCH TO FIRST TRAIN HOP. SHARE EGGS WITH FOX. HOP. 350KM ON LOVELY TRAIN. CAUGHT. RAN. SIRENS FLEW BY. HITCH, AND DARK AND COLD AND SLEEP AND HITCH AND OVERWEIGHT TRUCK AND HITCH AND COLD COLD COLD AND DAY OF REST. TRY ANOTHER TRAIN. LIKE CAMPING ON THE OUTSIDE OF A CAR GOING 80km/h AT -10. 80km/h ADDED TO -10, =DEATH. HITCH THROUGH TO TRUCKER. THREE DAYS, THROUGH COUSIN AND EDMONTON, ROCKIES, AND HOME TO START ANOTHER KIND OF ROAD. WAITED OUTSIDE HOME FOR A LIFT TO VANCOUVER FOR 8 HOURS AND FROZE, AND SURRENDERED TO THE BUS AFTER 3500KM. ARRIVED TRIUMPHANT IN VANCOUVER TO FREJAFROSCH.COM AND THE HOSPITAL. NOW DOING IT BACK EAST WARDS IN TWO WEEKS. THIS JOURNEY WAS 9 DAYS.
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