Lexan

I’m in the process of figuring out what I like, and it’s an extraordinary challenge, not because I don’t like things, but because I like so many things, and it’s also not because so many things are inherently likeable, but because everything is so interesting, even boring things. For example, why are boring things boring? Is that even possible, that a thing be boring?

Not for me.

I can come up with 10 avenues for inquiry for ANYTHING I SEE because, to me, everything is a map, and all those roads lead somewhere, and all that water gets to that river, and all those species of grass exist there, and is the WHOLE area covered with dirt, or is there bare rock somewhere, and it must be amazing to lay and listen in the grass on a night with no light pollution, and shit, it must be so cold sometimes, and where does all their road salt come from, and how long of a drive is it from when you see the city to when you actually enter the city, and if you stand in the middle, do you see a full hemisphere or is it more of a capri pants kind of hemisphere? Does hemi mean exactly half, or just not whole? That’s a side note for later, for me.

This is exactly what happened when I was planning to drive across Cananda, and was thinking I would make up time by speedrunning through Saskatchewan because I was conditioned to think of it as boring, but it’s not, especially because I thought it was.

Then I engaged in that most enduring trait retained from my infancy, asking whowhatwhenwherewhy ad nauseum, which is great, but it also means that I might never make it all the way to Newfoundland, or wherever is the most eastern reach of this(that) country(I’m in Panama)(also find out where that is(Canada’s most Eastern reach, not Panama)) because EVERY LITTLE QUESTION adds a side quest to the journey, and as much as some like to say that it’s the journey, not the destination, have you ever tried not getting anywhere? Ever? It’s fucking torture.

So what an I supposed to do, just DRIVE straight from BC to Cape Spear Lighthouse? Can I even do that? Is there a trail? How long is it? Can i go inside?

One thing that I like about not Canada is that there is still an element of danger. People jump on and off busses while they are still rolling, and railings are not

overused. You can still fall off of things, but people generally don’t because most people aren’t fucking idiots. the relevance being that I lighthouse is a tower (I love cool old towers) and the last tower I was in had wiiiide open windows that you could just walk out of if you were so inclined. In Canada, IF anyone was even ALLOWED to enter the tower, the interior would be so laminated with lexan and warnings that it would be no fun at all.

That much Lexan would cost a lot.

I wonder where Panama would get that much Lexan from...