This was my wacky transit experience:
I cabbed two hours early to the airport where I was finally let onto a wee little plane that was forced to land at the Anaheim Lake airport because it was simply too snowy to land at the intended destination, Hagensborg. From there I would have had to ride a little school bus for more than 3 hours down an icy, windy road except that one of the passengers on the plane was a pilot who offered me and two others a ride in a helicopter. This mode of transport would take only 1.5 hours to get the Hagensborg but then it would involve a different kind of danger. I took the ride but fretted all the way to Bella Coola about the cargo that I couldn't bring with me on the helicopter. Finally at Hagensborg, a very nice woman from the hotel came to pick me up, but the cargo was on the bus that would arive two hours later - would they go back and retrieve it for me? What was I to do?!
When I got to my hotel room, I passed out immediately on my comfortable bed - exhausted from all the worrying of the day.
4 comments:
i love that your arms are splayed out like that - so cute. do you really sleep like that? like my cat. btw i think your drawings were in my dream last night. pretty sure i was showing my mom your work - and it was in the form of a children's book. :) (p.s. it's catrina - my middle name's megumi)
love your stories..
they're so great...short and swu-eet!!
OK.
FACTS MISSING...
1. apparently the helicopter pilot was cute
2. i think you ate a pork cutlet for dinner that night when we FINALLY hooked up for dinner...
PS your drawings amaze me....
Yes Lisa, you're right, the helicopter pilot was cute, but I had Indian Taco the first night. And then probably pork cutlet everyday after.
And I think I do sleep like that!
Thank you for your kind comments everyone!
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