It’s me. Your favorite canadian girlfriend. This is a private tumblr, only you can see it. No one knows the address. Yes I have like, 40 blogs. Shhh. That’s not the point today. I was sitting at best buy and Had nothing to do and I wrote you this, but I felt like, it’s a bit much to send in a fb message, and I was trying to find a way to send it to you without having to post it on my main blog. AND I FOUND ONE. Thank god for black shatner. I forgot I was squatting on this url. I’m not sure why I have this url, except it sounded funny to me at the time. Anyway:
Did I ever tell you about the time I ran away from home? FIRST: I went to the bank and cashed in all my canada savings bonds my parents and grandparents saved for me for college (if you just closed your eyes and shook your head or anything similar, I get it.) THEN I cut off all my hair with kitchen scissors so it was this uneven, chopped, chin length bob. Then I bleached it, but it went electric orange. Then I got in my chevy sprint, at midnight, while my parents were away in Drumheller visiting my grandparents and drove all sixteen hours to vancouver in the middle of a blizzard. I didn't tell them, or my best friends, I didn't say anything to anyone. I just packed a bag in the middle of the night and left. I drank Jolt colas and kept the window open the entire time to keep myself awake even though it was –20 outside. Not sure if you've driven any rocky mountain passes, but they are not a joke. Especially at night during a blizzard. I had to stop at this lonely little hotel at the top of Roger's Pass that made me think of The Shining. When I went in there was no one there, just some old timey standards playing from some invisible radio and a counter that said "Welcome! Ring for assistance". When I rang the bell no assistance was forthcoming which is when I noticed some old trucker guy sitting at the bar staring at me over his beer and he said
"I'd get a room if I was you miss, there ain't no going down that mountain until the morning. It's snowed in"
"Oh. Um. How do you know that?" (no internet back then, and radio reception was spotty at best there)
So I got a room and had a drink with Mr. Plow and told him what I was doing
"Well that's just plum stupid girl" (He actually said plum stupid, which is why I remember the words plum stupid) "but I tell you what. I'll come get you when I leave in the morning and you follow me into the valley. It's gonna be the only way you don't slide straight off a cliff. I'm gonna be up early though, I'll knock on your door, just give me your room number".
This was back in the day when I was only slightly less naïve and trusting than I am now (and I'm pretty naïve and trusting right now. Ok maybe not trusting. Maybe I’m just an optimist. Or maybe that’s just me being naive). But sure enough, I heard a knock at 5 am and a gruff voice bellowing
"Rise and shine young lady, we have a mountain to overcome!" (which should really be the title of my memoirs).
So I slowly followed him down the road and he waved goodbye to me as he pulled into Kamloops. I veered onto the Coquihalla highway to Vancouver, and it was like a new Earth emerged, the snow had stopped, everything was melting and the sun was rising and shining bright and hot through the clouds. After about 2 hours of driving I noticed a guy with an Alberta plate in a blue Camry had been beside me for miles. We ended up making road buddies and drove with each other for hours, making funny faces, and racing, and listening to Blind Melon (we were holding CD cases up to the window and that happened to be the only one we both had). And because this was before the internet and all the security bullshit, I renamed myself Alabama because I didn't want anyone to find me. So that's how I checked into all the places I stayed (until the scary Patricia Hotel apartment/house/hooker workplace/shooting gallery in E Van, but that's another story for another time)
"Like the state. Alabama. That's my name."
"You mean, like the character from True Romance?"
"Yep. Just like that. Now where's my room?"
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