Traveling Alone
I like traveling alone. I seem to be an anomaly with the people I know but that’s just how I am. I get to leave when I want, do what I want and make seemingly stupid decisions without anyone else complaining.
Today I went to Gibson’s Landing for a Fibre Fest. I ended up getting the day off of work so away I went. Drove to the ferry terminal and parked to car to walk on board. Then I caught the bus to the event. There wasn’t that much to see although I managed to spend all my money. I got some yak, some muskox (quivit) and some cotton. I haven’t spun with any of these before so I’ll be learning.
When I wanted to go home I found out that the next bus to the ferry wouldn’t be by for a couple of hours I decided to walk the 5.5km. There is no companion on earth that would have agreed to do such a dumb ass thing. And yes, I should have been wearing better shoes but I enjoyed the hour walk and I got some exercise. I made the next ferry by less than five minutes. I’m sure that I wouldn’t have been so pleased with myself if I’d missed it by five minutes but I did make it.
Sometimes it’s nice to have a companion on the way. I like that, too. The same, but different.
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