After several months of working on the cabin, and isolating myself in the process, I am again at a stopping point and look forward to spending some time back in British Columbia. But this WuFlu is standing in the way. Crossing the border into Canada is no small feat. Flying requires a 3 night stay at an expensive (i.e. $250-300) night hotel near one of four entry airports. At my expense, by the way.
Driving is the option. And I look forward to it. Ours is an expansive and beautiful country. Especially when I have a like-new Transit van to drive – thanks to my son, Sheldon. In a blog last year, I mentioned that he had bought a van – a Merc Benz Sprinter – and “camperized” it. I thought he had bought a lemon, pouring money into the engine, body, and rv’ing it. But he found a buyer, and made a profit. Now, wanting to do it again, he bought one near Atlanta. It is parked, waiting for papers to be completed, and then hopefully I will be on my way within 10-14 days.
A kink in this travel mix is that I have tested positive to CoV. I knew it before the test, because I know my symptoms. (I had it upon returning by flight to Vancouver in March 2020). Symptoms were somewhat similar, esp. extreme fatigue, some chest pain, and aching body. I had nausea two weeks ago, which was new. I am feeling fine at this writing, and think the (+) is only residual. But it does alter my travel plans since I can’t cross the land border until I test negative on both sides. And have a quarantine plan in place. I get retested later this week.
The elephant in the room whether I am getting the CoV vaccination. After much research, I am holding off. Three reasons: I have antibodies since I have tested positive. Secondly, I am in my 60s and healthy. Thirdly, I am suspicious of any treatment (vaccine or otherwise) that seems to be forced upon the public – and is not FDA approved. All WuFlu vaccines are experimental, and the Big Pharma creators cannot be sued if adverse reactions or death occur. In short, the Phase III trial is being implemented onto the general public. I choose to wait, until I am forced to take it. Which may happen, due to the ‘vaccine passport’ slowly being introduced. Maybe more of this in another blog.
The reason for the trip is more than delivering a van to Sheldon. I look forward to seeing him. He is now at his British Columbia fire base, training for wildfire fighting season. I guess on his off-hours, he plans to work on this nice van – use it and sell it. I wish him well – he is a risk taker, and growing up too fast into a fine young man. I pray that he keeps his integrity and his dreams alive.
Of course I miss my daughter Rachel, who is quietly at her apartment in Victoria BC with her beloved border collie, Inka. I was absent on her 21st birthday in April, and sorely want to see her. I am not sure how long I will spend in Canada. I love the cabin in N Carolina but also miss so many in British Columbia. A bit depends on whether the China virus clampdown will tighter or loosen. And how much quality time I will have with the kids.
I just finished a book entitled ‘The Last Lecture’ written by an outstanding, much loved 40ish professor with terminal pancreatic cancer who was asked to give a ‘last lecture’ at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburg. He was leaving three children under 7 years old, and his insights on dreams, career, time, legacy, and family were insightful. It shook me. I hope to rebalance my priorities. A favorite country song is entitled: “Live like you are dying.”
Shouldn’t we all. Especially in this unpredictable world. Thanks for reading.
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