I arrived at the Via Station in St. Catharines only to find out the train has been cancelled due to “technical difficulties.” We had to take a bus to Union Station. They wouldn’t even let us take a bus to Aldershot then the Via Train into Union, which would make more sense since traffic is easy to Aldershot but horrible from there to Union Station.
It is just the latest example of how public transportation in Canada is just a dream compared to Asia. This would never happen in Hong Kong or Seoul because more people rely on public transportation rather than the private car. With a low cost, easily accessible train and bus, it is cheaper and easier to move about the country but here it is just an impossibility. While in St. Catharines I have been surprised by how many big trucks and cars I have seen on the road. Everyone here complains about the price of gas yet they continue to drive these huge cars and trucks that take more gas than a compact which comes back to the question of why do they need these types of cars?
The last of the books would soon be put away and then she could begin, the librarian becomes the author.
Frozen over, shivering, like the flowers that bloom before the last frost. Tomorrow she would dress far less optimistically.
She may not have much but she's got lazy Sundays and multiple cuddle buddies.
Up before the sun on the sun's day.
Too many things reminded her of the accident. But today the flags were finally full-mast once again. The city had stopped mourning, just in time for more death.
Hooch Bourbon House
Ottawa: arguably the world's most beautiful capitol city.
Another nice night.
My office. Otherwise known as House #2.