The most shocking thing I saw while I was in Vancouver for that brief 36 hours was the fact that the Sky Train was on the honour system. You pay after you move through the turnstiles which I never thought any city would do. It makes you start seeing what people love about Vancouver and the region.
As a person that called Toronto home for years I can’t imagine the TTC ever doing the honour system when it comes to people paying for transit cause it would be abused immediately. Although it looks like the expiration date on that is this fall when Vancouver and their entire regional transit system gets a new system.
I made it from the Expo line all the way downtown in just half an hour. I didn’t have any plan and it was early in the day.
MINI RANT:I was wearing one of those quick dry polyester shirts from Columbia but it didn’t like me yesterday and the polyester started for fray almost immediately and I know it will only get worse.
I got the shirt damn cheap but looks like it will not be lasting since I’ll be lugging around a big ass (easy) backpack with me the entire time. I think the meshed padding meant to help you breath and the shirt didn’t mix. Oh well, at least I know now, hopefully it will last awhile longer until I have to turn it into dish rags.
So I was down at the waterfront and took the ferry to North Vancouver. I ended up getting lost until I found another bus that took be back to the ferry.
Walking Coal Harbor took a lot longer than I expected. I followed it from the shoreline till it reached Stanley Park. I had only ever seen the Vancouver 2010 flame from television. I can’t imagine it with a fence around it like I remember seeing on television. It really does give a different impression in person than it does on TV.
I was testing out my new camera a Panasonic LUMIX DMC-G5 which seems to sit in-between a point and shoot and a DSLR.
I walked as far as the bridge, saw a film crew on location, got lost, circled beaver lake twice and probably walked 7 km before I gave up and found a bus to get me out of there.
I didn’t have my phone so my focus was on taking a few pictures and just soaking Vancouver in. A day isn’t enough and you can see why people love the city. The cool breeze is something we don’t get as much in Toronto since this time of year the hot and stagnant weather is usually making the air a think smoggy soup.
The air was crisp, by the water you could smell the scent of decay as nature did its duty. I can’t count how many runners, bikers and bladers I saw but there was plenty from 9 on.
I’m not really saying anything in this post, just trying to figure out what and the how I am going to do this. This is my last few hours in this hemisphere for the foreseeable future, however long or short that may be. I hope I can learn to let go of fear and face the unknown with excitement instead of trepidation and repudiation.
Right now this is more of a journal more than anything but that will change when I get there, I hope as I start to tackle the real reason I’m travelling to write a story and to show myself that my condition, diabetes does not stop me, it empowers me to reach that bit farther, starting now. I didn’t believe that before but now I can’t not and do this.
I’ve been out of Toronto for the past few weeks wondering if traveling was a good idea and I still don’t know the answer to that. I feel like its the right thing and I guess that has too be enough. So I only have a day in Vancouver before I head out to Southeast Asia. My first stop is Thailand. I have a guide on my e-reader that I’m saving for the very long flight (21 hours or so as human cattle).
I’m pretty sure I over packed and I knew it was going to happen. I’m going in with no expectations and no plan. I didn’t get all my visas sorted, I got the Thailand one, I’m not sure on Vietnam at this point and I will aim for the Cambodian e-visa when I have an idea of what I’m going to do and where I’m going to go.
I’m 31 and had no idea what I wanted to do. I was closed off, scared to take chances and let my failures prevent me from living. Some people say that travel changes you, while others say all it does is reveal what was already there. I hope to find out either way.
So my mission now is to write 2 stories one in the form of a script and the other in the form of a book. I’ve never done this before, I’ve only ever tried to write a script and I haven’t hit writer’s block I’m just beginning to scale its ever growing wall.
That’s what the travel is about to me, a chance to find inspiration, a chance to live because you can’t write if you have not experienced life and to see simple sites like this. I have to learn how to use my camera so far no idea what to do.
These pictures were taken at Burnaby Lake Park after I arrived from the airport. I’m not in Vancouver long but hopefully I will be able to take some pictures in the 36 hours that I’m there for. Now where to go?
Leaving town but will come back to rock it!
These are my last few days in Toronto, I’m leaving town not having found my footing but its freeing knowing that one road is over and a new one is upon me. I came to Toronto five years ago hoping to get a job and build a life. I got a job and moved but that crashed and burned pretty fast.
After that I spent months wandering, doing everything I could not to have to go back to Windsor. I did everything from door to door, to employment agencies working odd jobs and so on. I went to college for advertising and just as I finished the economy imploded I was left to wander. I found a job but that wouldn’t last and I spend 2 years in standby. Too unsure of myself to move forward.
I got the door slammed in my face more times that I can to remember, advertising was a bust, most of it was of my own doing and I just felt broken. I didn’t know what I wanted. This was when I started writing articles for a couple websites here and there. I pretended I had something when in reality it was a shell game. I played pretend, when it was just a front built on sand and its slipped away leaving a choice to stay or go and I choose go because I fear it.
I’ve written about startups and technology, in one way I wanted to be an entrepreneur but was more of a wantrepreneur, I had ideas but couldn’t commit the time or energy because I knew it wasn’t where I wanted to go. I had to stop being paralyzed by my fear (of my diabetes) and that is what travel is for me. A chance to live, instead of survive, to get uncomfortable and face the truth and remake my own reality.
People seek stability, having some semblance of normalcy, I sought that as much as anyone but you are your own worst enemy and I didn’t believe that I had the skill or ability to get my life together. I was afraid to fail but I’ve been doing that for a long time now, so why not just tackle the mountain not just climb the hill.
It doesn’t matter what you do, all that matters is that you try. You define your success, no else does. You can let society tell you what you should do or should be or you can make that choice yourself and choose to clear your own way through the noise.
I’m almost deaf from the echo chamber, of expectation from family, a feeling of shame that comes from the falls, a lack of confidence when I should have no reason to feel do down and out. Today though I can’t wait to lift the veil and confront the fog. You have to be smart, realize you’ll make epic mistakes and know the risks you’re taking.
I’m traveling alone to prove to myself that I can, I’m going to hunker down and write a novel, finish my script and see if that will be a new opening to enter. Maybe it won’t be but I believe, that if I want it, truly want it then I can make it happen. That if can see my future, get good advice and go at it full force then the only roadblock I truly face is the fear that paralyzes, and the self doubt that causes your confidence to crumble.
All I have is a few seeds for a story or two. I stopped looking for work because I did not believe in myself or my abilities. So travelling is about living life, the challenge and the triumph, finding the hope to overcome the fear. To gain an appreciation of where I come from, what my parents did and what I can still do.
That is the journey, I leave Toronto with a mission to give these stories form, to take them from the veil and bring them to existence and if someone can relate to it, then I consider that a win. Let’s go!
So travel bloggers from around the world descended on Toronto for a weekend of networking, drinks and and fun across the GTA. It’s funny I have lived in Toronto for years and its surprising how easy it is to take things for granted.
From the diversity, to the events and the people you forget how great Toronto can be. It isn’t without its faults but then again, no city is. So TBEX is a goodbye of sorts for me to Toronto. Its the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.
I’m not moving back to my hometown, I’m drawing a red line, to figure out what comes next and to break down my walls and test my absolutes beyond. I met some amazing people, some I hope I can learn from of what to do and more importantly what not to do. Although I probably will anyway. That’s just part of it.
Now its preparing for the mission to write a book, finish my script and see if I can do it. I’m not new to blogging but I am new to the commitment of blogging regularly. For the trip I’m taking starting in Thailand. I have no expectations, no plan, I’m gonna wing it. My friend Tony told me to write every day and meet someone new each day, that’s the only plan I got.
Prepare for the worst as they say. I met @DangerousBiz at the party, among many others at the party. I hope I can connect to some of them as I start my first solo adventure in June. Cheers all, these first posts are gonna be brutal but that’s just part of the journey.
I was at Mesh last week and I got a chance to see a MakerBot, one of those 3D printers that’s making the rounds slowly but steadily becoming mainstream. Here are a few pictures of one up close. Seeing it work is pretty damn cool and knowing you can download objects and print them out is amazing. What a great prototyping tool and I wonder what form 3D printers will take a few years down the line. Will we move beyond plastics and polymers as the technology becomes more accessible to the rest of us.
I spy me a tentacle
Printing out coolness one layer at a time
What is that in the makerbot?
You can go to thingiverse to find new stuff to print out. I guess that means you could model anything in a 3D modeling suite and create something that is printable. I look forward to printing out figures and putting them together in the future or at least if you have misplaced a piece of lego being able to print a new one out instead of make due without that one piece you need to finish your Lego masterpiece.