November 28, 2001

• Well, leaving didn't work.

  
  

  I should be most of the way back home right now, but instead I'm still in St. John's. Because of the weird way the city buses run here, 7:08 was too late to arrive for the 7:15 bus, which by then was parked for 20 minutes at a larger stop up ahead. So I caught the 7:35, which, combined with a late departure because the driver was having a chat, got me to the place at 7:50, about 3 minutes too late. I watched as the DRL bus, having left and turned around, passed me on the other side of the highway.

  
  

  So. Here I am, still.

  
  

  But thge extra day let me get to the thrift store and buy some direly-needed clothing, so that was good. They thought one of my bags of stuff was a donation and took it away to the back room, and I had to get it back as I was leaving. Then later, I discovered some important papers were no longer in the bag, and had to go back again. Turns out that they removed them from the "donation" bag and threw them in the garbage. Thankfully, they fished through the garbage and found them, unsullied. The momentary stress of having lost the full or partial lyrics to 3 dozen songs was unpleasant.

  
  

  There was a lovely 12-string at a Cash Converters, but out of my range (and somewhat overpriced) at $299.

  
  

  So here I am. I'm a little foggy-brained from spending the night on a down comforter in a house full of cats (I'm allergic to feathers and cats), and from getting up wretchedly early (6:30. Yuck). But things are generally fine. In the morning I'll grab a cab and catch the bus and move along home.

  
  

  So I'm going to go and grab a cup of coffee upstairs now and maybe take a little nap and hopefully get a hold of my wife and let her know that I won't be back until tomorrow. Sigh. But this is how these things go. Thankfully I'm surrounded by friendly and hospitable people, or this would be an unpleasant trip instead.

  
  

  Take care
  -J-

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