Woo-hoo, vacation plans!

[a_t_rain]

Or: On Going West to Get East

Right, so I want to go to the Stratford Festival this year, because the prospect of seeing The Duchess of Malfi and Coriolanus in one day is just ... wow. Up until a couple of days this was just a vague want, though.

I've also always wanted to take the train across North America: get a proper sense of the scope and scale of the continent, and see the Rocky Mountains and the prairies and all the things I have not seen. This, too, has always been a very vague want, the sort of thing where you say "Oh, I mean to do that one of these days" and then forget about it for another year or two.

Well, add those two vague wants together, and throw in the giddiness induced by a new teaching contract and the prospect of a hefty tax refund, plus the realization that I'm not going to be eligible for student-rate tickets much longer ... and somehow I've just ended up with a plane ticket into Vancouver, after which I have nineteen days to find my way to Ontario by one route or another.

Ooh, this is going to be fun...

Comments

[lostcointoss.livejournal.com]

As a life-long resident of Vancouver and volunteer at Bard on the Beach, it is my sworn duty to say, Don't go to Ontario! That's a bad province. It has Toronto and Ottawa, and Toronto has Leaf fans—which is code for the worst people to ever watch hockey, and, you know, breathe—and Ottawa has Stephen Harper, and he eats babies.

Okay, maybe it's not that bad, but for sure, BC is way cooler: we're chill here on the west coats of Canada. We have an ocean. And Whistler, which happens to be the greatest town ever, even if it is run by Intrawest.

No, seriously though, have a wicked trip.
-dark

[a-t-rain.livejournal.com]

I just Googled "Bard on the Beach" and ... hot damn, Troilus and Cressida! It's too bad that I can't get away later in the summer, but between work and family stuff, I think these are the only three weeks I've got.