Ah, the joys of technology allow me to make this joyous, festive post.

I am currently beside cricket in a greyhound bus about 63 kms out of westbank in BC, looking at the beautiful stars.. The snow.. The oil spewing out of the back of the bus while a very clattery caterpillar diesel tries to stay running and keep us warm. Sadly, that same engine is also filling the full loaded cab with oily smoke and suffocating us. Oh joy, a little girl just spewed in behind our seat.

And now the engine is stopped. Gotta love that sound of the broken rod hittng the side of the block when the engine was just cranked over. Yup, already starting to get cold in here. One guy suggested we burn some luggage to keep warm. Not so sure we need any more caustic fumes in here.. Heh.

All you can do is laugh, and hope they get a bus here soon to get us to westbank and kelowna soon!

Why this marvelously jolly bus trip in the first place? Cicket's family invited me to spend Christmas with them, and cricket didn't get to see her family last year during the holidays. I'm starting to regret not driving...