A bit of explanation
My original intent in travelling to Canada was not, in fact, to fall in love: neither to fall in love with Western Canada, which I did, nor to fall in love with a woman, which I did.
As to the falling in love with Western Canada, I think this is one of those largely safe and unrequited loves in which no-one sees any real harm. It didn't really do a thing to help my failing marriage that I came home raving about the wonders of British Columbia and Alberta, but in and of itself, my infatuation with them was neither here nor there.
As to the falling in love with a woman, well, I must at this point, a year after the business, exercise some degree of caution: British Columbia probably doesn't mind that I blog about it, but my acquaintance of those two weeks in June and July of 2006 probably does mind that I would blog about her. My concern here is to illustrate my travel experiences, which, for good or ill included the experience of falling in love, not to libel the person who, for good or ill, was the object of my attention. That I fell in love with her and that she was strictly involved with her own affairs is very important to remember here.
Suffice it to say that I changed my plans radically at this point, while I was 8 days into a 21 day trip. I don't regret the change in part -- the pace of the journey was hectic and I was ready for a bit of rest -- but I do regret that I missed seeing the Athabasca Ice Fields, for example.
My reflections upon my feelings may be instructive for those suffering from similar feelings, or for those who (for whatever reasons of their own) are interested in studying me.
As to the falling in love with Western Canada, I think this is one of those largely safe and unrequited loves in which no-one sees any real harm. It didn't really do a thing to help my failing marriage that I came home raving about the wonders of British Columbia and Alberta, but in and of itself, my infatuation with them was neither here nor there.
As to the falling in love with a woman, well, I must at this point, a year after the business, exercise some degree of caution: British Columbia probably doesn't mind that I blog about it, but my acquaintance of those two weeks in June and July of 2006 probably does mind that I would blog about her. My concern here is to illustrate my travel experiences, which, for good or ill included the experience of falling in love, not to libel the person who, for good or ill, was the object of my attention. That I fell in love with her and that she was strictly involved with her own affairs is very important to remember here.
Suffice it to say that I changed my plans radically at this point, while I was 8 days into a 21 day trip. I don't regret the change in part -- the pace of the journey was hectic and I was ready for a bit of rest -- but I do regret that I missed seeing the Athabasca Ice Fields, for example.
My reflections upon my feelings may be instructive for those suffering from similar feelings, or for those who (for whatever reasons of their own) are interested in studying me.
posted by M E Achtermann at 8:57 pm
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