Notebook

I was originally going to scan in the pages of my notebook that I wrote this blog entry in, but I'm having some problems with my photo editor/workflow, so I'm not going to do that right now. Eventually though. So ignore the parts about messy writing...





11:20

Time for another blog entry from the field. I am sitting inside the dalhousie train station, waiting for everyone to arrive so we can go (hopefully) to the zoo.
It's been raining on and off, sometimes really pouring, other times not so much. I look at the pedestrian bridge, watching all the people cross, seeing 3 of my friends (make that 4, I just saw Mark with them).

Now I'm sitting on the train, rapidly moving towards the zoo station. Let's catalogue the conversations as they happen.

• Music
• Rock Band
• More Music
• Tunnel! (Hold your breath)
• Earbuds don't stay in
• Animals at the zoo
• Fiero (from Wicked, on YouTube)
• Internet connection

How many couples are there in my field of vision? Well, those that are expressing/showing it anyways...



ok... 2

Not bad, and I'm sure there are more people who are, and just aren't with their partner.

There goes a couple getting off at sunnyside station, probably going for a date in Kensington.

Sometimes I feel like I'm missing so much, but maybe I've just failed to notice what's around me.

[Insert copper subway comic here]

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There are times when I feel like people are so anti-social. Here we have a train full of people I don't know, and yet no one talks, no friendly conversations with strangers are initiated. Why is it that everyone is so afraid of each other that they can't talk a little bit? I was in McDonalds yesterday, and a random lady started talking to me in line. I guess I was uncomfortable with it because I had no idea who she was, but really, you would get used to it, wouldn't you?

I apologise for the messy writing, I'm not standing up on a moving train, so it's not as easy to write nicely.

The time is now 12:17, and I am downtown on a Westbound C-train.
Fun! ....ish? Meh....

Getting close to the zoo now I think, so I'm going to trade my notebook for my camera and document it that way.

TTYL




Big, dark sunglasses are helpful for a few things; namely keeping your retinas from burning, and masking facial emotion.
Same for keeping a camera in front of your face.



And so now I'm sitting in an empty train at Dalhousie station, waiting to be taken home. My hands are aching...in more ways than one. It's been a great day, I won't lie about that. Sure, there were parts I didn't enjoy, but a great day overall. Thank you all.




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