West Edmonton Mall, (Or, How I Learned to Stop Gaping and Close My Mouth)

Where do I begin? The West Edmonton Mall is a glorious testament to unbridled hedonism, and I love it. It's a ridiculous combination of just about every gathering place I've been too, sporting a large hotel, water park, theme park, movie theatre and some areas for animals. It was a great experience, and if I recall correctly, my mouth was agape for the duration of my trip there. My cousin took me throughout the mal on a little tour, and it was a blast. We got some tickets for the theme park, and went on a few rides. I've got o say, the roller coasters there are two brain cells short of insane, and it shows. The rattling of the rails is nothing compared to the sound in your ears, and it was a crazy experience.

I Believe I Can Fly

So, I just had my first flight in just about forever. Speaking seriously, it was only about 14 years or so ago, maybe 11 even, I can't recall. Regardless of how long ago it was, it was long enough to escape my memory, and I walked into the flight slightly aprehensive. Some frends of mine tried to allay my fears and it helped to a point, but still, I found myself sucumbing to a slight dread. My ticket was for Edmonton in British Columbia, a fairly long visit to see family. Although I was looking forward to seing some relatives for the first time in ages, I still was slightly worried about the flight, and it wasnt untl we got on and everything semed to be fine that I could relax.