Thu 2 Aug 2007
We ate breakfast on the Hillcrest Hotel patio today. It was unbelievable. As a prairie girl, I am continuously amazed by local folk who go about their business with backs turned to the mountains. Honestly, I’m a little leery of the peaks and their daunting presence.
The Hillcrest Hotel Breakfast Special
It was hot in Revelstoke today; the beach beckoned. While I was only brave enough to wade in to my knees, I watched more hearty children dive right in. One exceptionally devil-may-care boy paddle by with a straw in his mouth, slurping up the sparkling lake water as he went along.
Pure Revelstoke Sparkling Water
After spending a leisurely afternoon, we made our way to Golden only to realize minutes after our arrival that we were an hour late. Those damn time changes!! While Golden is in BC, it’s in the same zone as Alberta. This is something I know, but had forgotten… Luckily LouAnn and Les and Karen at the Mad Trapper were very understanding and the evening was a success.
My favorite part of the evening was going over to a table of folks to say hello, launching into a spiel about how happy I was to be able to play in such a gorgeous location (on a patio beside a river) only to be met by blank stares. They were tourists from Germany and didn’t speak a word of English. I said the only thing I knew how to say in their language, “My brother has no head”, and made a less-than-graceful adieu.
I decided to try my hand at the next group over. I sat down, said hello, thanks for coming, and was once again met by a row of confused faces. “Mein Bruder hat keinen Kopf. Auf Wiedersehen.”
Turns out 75% of the audience couldn’t understand 75% of what I was saying. But music can be enjoyed despite a language barrier and I felt very supported by them. And of course, being in Golden, the show was a great reunion with the regular crew that makes their way out to the shows to hoot and holler and stand on their chairs.
Thanks to Trevor and LouAnn for their hospitality and thanks again to Will for the gift of the mix tape – my favorite kind of gift to receive!
Someone slipped me some “laundered” money…
Cat,
Ich kein nicht sprechen Deutsch. Ich learnen Deutsch … umm … in Grade Seiben, aber Ich … uh … never did really figure it out. Thanks for the translation or I would have been really confused.
Mostly because I would have translated it properly but not believed myself.
But you gotta love the way you can say “Here’s something we can enjoy!” with a strangely shaped wooden box and half a dozen pieces of wire.
Enjoy the tour.
- doug
P.S. Eventually, people will start to figure out you are over here and start posting more comments. Until then, I guess I will just do my part.
P.P.S. Are you reading the book yet? If so, hope you are enjoying it.
Hey Doug! Thanks for doing your part!
I’m still finishing up another book before I dive into Zen… But I did bring it along and hope to have some time amidst the shows and the drives and the sleeps to enjoy it.
Or maybe I’ll save it for a celebration when I get back home: afternoons of guilt-free reading… Nothing better!!!