Last night in California 


The day started with our last trip up to Oxnard... 

The truck and its driver, Mario, showed up at Island View Street around 12:30. I "greased" the driver's palm (I've always really hated that expression), and he was a huge help. Still, there was a lot more stuff left in the garage than I realised, and it took a bit of time to load the van... or maybe it just felt that way - I'd stayed up far too late the night before at our "going away" gathering. In the end, a few close friends showed up. It was nice, but I really shouldn't have stayed up until 6am. For the sake of posterity, here's a list of our attendees:

Mike Raffeld (earlier in the day)
Steve and Janet (the newlyweds)
Curtis Page (accompanied by a large bag of tangerines from a tree in his backyard)
Chuck Byler (not accompanied by his girlfriend Tanja, unfortunately - would've been nice to see her)
Rob and Thalia Ryder (accompanying each other)
Scott Bachmann (a solo act)

Anyway... after putting our stuff in storage, we got back to the Valley at about 4pm. I slept for a half an hour, and then we went out for sushi with my folks, Elaine Orlando, and Larry Marinacci. It was a lovely evening and great to see Larry again - a family friend of about 30 years and my parents' former neighbour who, in the midst of a nasty divorce, decided just to clear out of his place and stay with friends. I hadn't seen him in probably six months. Elaine is always a joy to see, too. I hope both of them come and stay with us soon. Later, Chris and our friend (and insurance agent), Erika, showed up.

So that's it... except that it isn't it. It's now 2:16am, and I'm exhausted and wide awake at the same time. It seems fitting, somehow, to leave L.A. worn and weary - that's how this city's made me feel so often. Still, as anxious as I am to get underway, I really had hoped to get a decent night's sleep. I don't know why I thought that would happen tonight of all nights. Silly me. Graham refuses to sleep, and Wendy's thoroughly pissed off. Fun, fun. Going to be a long, long drive.

I kinda thought I might have something significant or profound to say on the eve of our departure... maybe something funny or insightful... even just mildly amusing. Nah, not me. If you were hoping for that, sorry to disappoint you. I've been thinking about my sister a lot recently; I suppose that shouldn't be a surprise. The room we're staying in is her old room from years ago and as I close this 20 year chapter of my life, Heather's sleeping right where my sister used to sleep. In so many ways, she reminds me so much of Joanne - smart and funny with a keen understanding of people. Sorry, Joanne, but she dances better than you ever could.

I know it's going to be difficult being so far away from my parents and friends, but I'm hoping at least some of their threats to come up weren't idle... and my parents are already talking about coming up every three to four months and then moving in about two years. I hope all of it happens.

I'm planning on this being my last self-indulgent, reflective moment for awhile. The last few days - months, really - have been all about that... but when we pull out of that driveway in the morning and say goodbye to California for a final time, I want my mind firmly on the road ahead, 1,800 miles due north up the 15, where we'll open up a new and exciting chapter - a Canadian chapter - a chapter of moose and mounties... of snow and socialised medicine... a chapter of beer, toques, and hockey. Okay, hoseheads - I'm goin' to bed, eh. The next time you hear from me, I'll be somewhere other than California. Damn, I hope it's Vegas.

Just a last note before I try to get some sleep: They're having a heat wave up in Spruce Grove - supposed to be in the 40's tomorrow! Okay, I'm sure you thin-blooded Californians are laughing, but it's been warm enough to melt all of the snow. It's looking like the drive might be nice and clear although, as I heard an L.A. anchor say a few days ago, "season inappropriate". Yes, she was talking about the weather. What a silly place.

Ciao! 

Posted: Sun - December 11, 2005 at 02:36 AM          


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