Hello friends, and Happy Holidays to all.
Well, I bravely went where Pyjama Smoker has never gone before: riding a ferry during a severe wind warning. Shall I paint you a picture? Friday morning - Christmas Eve day. I arrive at the terminal at 11:00 am after laying awake all night, listening to the gale-force winds pummelling my little apartment. I pop an Ativan, take two ginger pills (anti-nauseants), and drive onto the car deck convincing myself that I'm over-reacting.
In retrospect I'm just gonna say - I don't think I was! A vomit-phobic, anxiety-raddled woman on a ferry while the captain announces over the PA that he recommends everyone stays in their seats and that there are white bags placed throughout the ship if one feels the "urge to purge" - why, only my personal HELL. Keeping in mind, this was aptly timed for one hour after the breakfast buffet was served. Ew.
I was too anxious to go anywhere near a roomful of people, nor was I risking being around a reenaction of the pie-eating competition fantsy from "Stand By Me." I stayed on the car deck - standing at the front of the ship (looking forward where we were going, I heard that's helpful) and trying to stay on my feet. I wrapped a blanket around my body, ignored the fact that I was being pelted with rain and wind, and stood there for the duration of the trip.
I marched proudly back to my car as the ship docked, and breathed my first (of many) sighs of relief of the day.
... After careful consideration, I have decided to, for the first time, edit the events in my blog. I will not be writing about the 24 hours I spent with a close relative, before my sister arrived on Christmas Day. Perhaps for another time, but for now I will simply say that it was a bittersweet visit and I was quite relieved to be moving on to my next part of the journey - Christmas and Boxing Day with my sister at her friend's house.
So here I am. Waistband and fancy-free. I believe I have consumed five types of cheese since my arrival, and I slept in the most comfortable bed I have ever encountered. My Christmas evening was all about good food (spaghetti!) good friends, and an awesome interview of Fran Lebowitz by Martin Scorcese. I'm starting to unwind a wee bit. Leg one of the journey is complete, and it's time to start preparing for the next challenge. Tomorrow. TWO ferry trips in one day.
Why the hell is it taking so long for the creation of my personal teleportation system?
A girl can hope...
Stay Tuned - PS.
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Having heard where you're going, I think those two ferry rides might just be worth it. Hope you have a (relaxing) blast. :)
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