inside the man
Friday, July 14, 2006
All things begin with a queue
My family and I have had quite an adventure since my last post here. In case you missed the news, we have sold our house and car and relocated from the Great White North to Fijian tropics where I have taken up a new career in library systems management. There is much to tell of our journey.
One theme that has colored our journey from the beginning was rugby. I was thrilled to share the first leg of our trip from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada to LA with the New Zealand Maori rugby team, fresh off of their successful campaign at Canada's Churchill Cup until I later learned of the consequences. When we arrived in LA, it soon became clear that there was an issue with our bags - the same eight large suitcases pictured above, he same eight bags that we need to live out of for the next 50 days or so until our container catches up with us in Fiji. After much frustration and queuing it became clear that the rugby team's equipment occupied so much storage space that the airline had bumped economy class baggage to a later flight.
We ended up embarking on our planned four day cruise down the Mexican coast without these bags. We owe a great debt to my old friend Marcus, who lives in LA, for rescuing our bags from the clutches of our overtaxed Canadian airline at LAX. With a quickly purchased bag of sundries from the Long Beach Wal-Mart, we enjoyed a relaxing cruise and were able to prepare ourselves for a day at Disneyland and the long flight to our new home.
I was even able to take the edge off of my blinding whiteness! Coming up next, our journey to the South Pacific.
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