I have returned triumphant!

[kitchen_kink]

Well, alive, anyway.

For those of you who don't know, I just got back from a week's vacation in Banff. For those of you who don't know what that is, no, it has nothing to do with the X-Men. Banff is a Canadian national park in the Rockies, close to Calgary, the site of the 1988 Winter Olympics. ('88? '84? Actually, I can't remember.)

I don't really have it in me today to begin recapping, but I will be doing somewhat recappy reports of the trip, informed by the more immediate impressions I wrote in my paper journal while there.

For now, I'm happy to be back East. Yesterday morning, the temperature reading on the rear view mirror of the giant SUV we'd rented read -27 C. (That's, like, 72 in dog years.) Today, for the first time in months, I stepped outside without buttoning my jacket. No evidence remains that the so-called blizzard ever happened. (I don't believe in it.)

So today I'm just chillin' at work, getting over some mild jetlaggy feelings, and feelin' pretty good. Not terribly articulate, but good.

I shall return after some sleep.

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Re: Banff

[cos]

Nope, not Johnston's Canyon. I was talking about the bottom edge of one of those glaciers. We got to walk around and inside it - at the bottom edge it was only a couple of meters high/deep in places, and many of the crevasses were clear all the way to the ground. It was shallow enough that the sunlight went all the way through and turned all of the ice into glowing blue - curvy twisty glowing blue ice walls and ceilings and floors.

My confiscated lemon story has been immortalized on a recording of moxy früvous at WBRS, August 1996.