March 23, 1993
Big White, British Columbia, Canada
Well yes I’ve been extremely slack with my letter writing lately haven’t I. I sent mum a little update on Seattle via the computer so I haven’t been that bad, only 5-6 weeks out of date.
Eventually I got both bored and organised enough to leave Seattle. Plus I felt I’d imposed myself on the household for long enough. The finalities all involved spending lots of money – in between “Star Trek – The Next Generation” episodes. I bought ski’s and gear, a “North Face” shell (japara-type jacket) and some waterproof boots. Not to mention buying Michael an MX-5 (with his money). I went skiing with Michael’s friends while he went to work.
He was enourmously generous which was greatly appreciated, except that I think I’ll feel guilty for the rest of my life – probably an excellent investment from his point of view. The car, as Michael will probably have told you, is great to drive. You can go into any corner at almost any unreasonable speed and it will just slot around it with deceptive ease.
Leaving Seattle I went to Red Mountain. I went up to Whistler/Blackcomb when I dropped Meredith at Vancouver airport and found it swarming with Aussies looking for work. Hence I decided that since I have transport I might try something a little further afield.
