New Scotland
hey, i still love all of you guys, and it's not like i've got beef with livejournal, just don't use it much.
i guess i might as well explain my trip, eh? well i went up to one day, i went to maine with my sisters and that night i stayed at my uncle's farm in caribou. The next night, we drove up to amherst, nova scotia. we stayed on our friends farm for three nights. did some paintballing, hiking, swimming, pool bar, played with the horses/goats/sheep/llamas, ate fantastic meat and stuff, got some sweet used clothing, helped an old schizophrenic/deaf couple move firewood. THEN we went up to Prince Edward Island where we camped in charlottetown. There, we met up with our buddy chuck arsenault and albert. They had a show but i didn't go see it. I made freinds with this little cafe, met a graffiti artist, met a homeless couple, talked to them, slept beneath the stars/rain. ONLY to move to the opposing coast, Halifax, a huge city in Nova Scotia. We camped there far a couple nights. Went into the city, went rock climbing for two days, met climbers, swam in the salt water pools, then i made a plan with my parents that i would get myself a bus to montreal and meet up with willow lytle and his parents and his grandparents. We would stay in montreal and go hiking and stuff for the rest of the week, then come home friday morning and i would get back to may house in saturday morning. This was a true story up until the bus to montreal. My sisters left me off in halifax alone with this graffiti artist who threatened to beat my face face in, because "apparently", i had tagged HIS wall. Anyways, i bounced out of there for fear of starting trouble and, understanding that my bus was not leaving until 7:00 the next morning, i began to look for a place to sleep that night. Out of nowhere, this young guy, like college age, comes up behind me and asks the name of some road. I explain to him my state somehow. bla bla bla he lets me sleep in his apartment that night. Now, don't think that i was being a little naive boy who was to be raped that night, i could totally have taken him if need be. but NO, he was awesome. He showed me his college and let me use the internet there. then he made some awesome food, ,tought me sweet spanish traditional song on guitar, explained to me that his relatives were a royal family in persia, (his name being Sadeg, and his family name Chamran) and finally, gave me a place to sleep. the next morning i awoke and the morning sky was something that i had never seen in that way before. Something new. So, i got to my bus and spent the next 20 hours bussing all the way over the top of maine through quebec city, down the st lawrence river and finally ending up in montreal , alone , at two in the morning. SOOO i had made sort of friends with this girl on the bus who was sitting next to me. THIS was where you could blame me for being a naive little boy. First off, she was probably the most attractive 27 yearold i have ever met. So, she offered me a cookie and i LOVE cookies. So i took it and ate it. a couple of them actually and they were sooo good. Then when we got off the bus, she took me to where all the college kids hung out. She hung out with them. I think that she thought that I thought that she was about my age because i asked her if she went to the college that we walked by. She said yes, but i had only asked because i had noticed that her ticket said student. Her name was kim. She got me into this jazz/blues club for free cause she used sex appeal on the bouncer, (besides the fact that i had my brother's ID). Then shhe procceeded to buy me a beer. I was not sure how to react to this for several reasons, 1, i had just fasted since that meal at Sadeg's place (approx. 26 hours), 2, I absolutely can not stand beer, 3, I was about to be alone for hours in a strnage place i had never been to before without any friends. However, the one factor that outwieghed the others, was the fact that Kim was trying to be kind. So i drank a stanky-ass liquid and then she went home. I began to walk up and down that street. There was really only ONE inside piece of information that i had about this place, and it was no secret. If you've ever been to montreal, you probably know that there is a mountain sticking right out of the center of the city. Well, with this knowledge in my head, (and the knowledge that i needed to get a bus at 9:30 in the morning) i set off with only one goal - to touch the great, HUGE light up cross at the top of mount royale. Before i was to attempt this, i figured i would walk around the street for a while and try to bum something to eat. I stumbled upon a marijuana cafe called woodstock and found about ten young guys sitting at two large tables smoking from bongs - right on the street. Upon the realization that these people were not only in pleasant moods, but also, they spoke english, (Montreal is mostly french) I procceeded to say to them, "Who wants to climb the mountain with me?" Being it at about 3 o'clock am, none were so ready to oblige. However, one did tell me why it was not a good idea. He relayed the informatino that at night, the mountain was really just grounds for young, drunk men to fornicate with young, drunk men. I decided to wait a little while to do the mountain and the next few hours were full of all kinds of fun. I was offered cocaine twice in english and i am not sure how many times in french. I was offered free sex, (or free food FOR sex) by three different men, not all young. I asked around if any food services were closing soon and might be throwing out any food if i might be able to have some. This one guy i guess was not really a food service of any kind, but he WAS kindhearted and gave me six big candy bars. Eventually, this pizza place gave me four AWESOME slices of pizza along with some sexual invitations, but nevertheless, pizza. With this newfound satisfaction, i made my way to the cross. It was 5:30 by now and it took me about an hour just to find the mountain. I spent this hour roaming through some interesting places like a catholic sports fields which i was obviously not allowed in, construcion yards, graffiti grounds, jaywalking... Anyways, i finally found the base of the mountain and was dissapointed to understand that it was like central park. People just go running and biking there, the dissapointment came from the fact that all the trails were mostly flat and just wound around. Forutnately, i was able to find some sort of direct route to the top, ALSO obviously somewhere that i was not supposed to be. So i went STRAIGHT UP the face of it. This was tricky because i had been sitting for twenty hours and then walking for 3-4 already. My legs were now interestingly confused with me. But ALAS! i touched the cross. I tagged it with my kubaton, took a photo panarama of the great city and headed down. The walk back to the bus station was so very long because i was about to collapse the whole way. SOOOOO, knowing that my return would be at approximately 3-4 the next day to albany, i asked shelly (becki's mom) for a ride, since she works in albany. She picked me up in time for willow's birthday party wednesday night. YET, there were still a few funny things. 1, will never thought that i would make it before fridaynight, 2, NOBODY (even my parents) really expected me before friday night, 3, Becki had not told anyone. SOOOOOO i ended up at becki's house where willow came to pick her up for his party and we had the inGENIUS idea that becki would MAKE willow come inside for a second, i would run out to the car, hop into the back seat and cover myself up only to pop out and surprise him when the time was right. WELL this plan was awesome, but there were a few loopholes. First off, will's COUSIN was driving whom i had never met before sos when i ran out and jumped in, she may have been skeeved a bit. so i had to explain it all really quick. She caught on, we got on the road, all was good. The SECOND loophole, was that we were not the only kids that needed to be picked up. The Third loophole was that willow always tries to accomplish too much. He was all about packing the car as full as possible just for the hell of it. SOOOO as Joel, Alima AND Maya all procceeded to cram into the back seat, becki was forced to try and cover by sitting on top of me. This is not so bad in normal sitting positions, but I was twisted and contored beyond belief to try and make myself as small as possible and as invisble as possible. My legs were actually directly UNDER will. and my body half flipped in the corner of the seat. THIS was absolutely the LONGEST trip to west hurley that i have ever endured. HOWEVER, we were entirely successful and i made willow VERY happy with my presence which made me feel good. EVERYONE was at this party, it actually astonished me. It was the greatest party i can remember going to. I slept in an odd place and in an odd way. Whenever people would trip over my sleeping body, Willow would make the strongly stated remark, "TREVOR IS A ROCK!" in that will voice we all know. Anyways, my parents expected my on sat morning so the next day will and i went to the back end of some caves that we hhad never finished exploring after their initial discovery, then we went to check out the new cement tower which anna and i had stumbled upon followed by discovering and old abandoned house or two and exploring THAT which was full of olf dusty document cases applicable to the cement tower, Century Cement which was apparently in business from during the 50's and 60's. THAT night, i slept... umm. i forget. Oh, we met up with sage at the alamo, for dinner.... then OH right. we went back to woodstock and i slept on salvador's couch. The next morning, i walked into woodstock and met up with anna and frank and eventually becki. That was a very fun simple day followed by a night camping in a field behind anna's house just her and i. The next morning I was dropped off at home and explained to my parents how much fun it was to hang out with willow's grandparents for a week.
NEVERTHELESS, there i was at home again.
and you want to know something even MORE exciting? Today is the 18th of august. That means that in exactly three months i will be eighteen and YOU will be invited to my HUGE (and FIRST EVER) BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!!! and then i will mave myself away from this life at home.
Well, HERE are the pictures to prove it...
Me and oscar and a couple other horses in amherst
me and my sisters, maura and katrina, at the waterfall in fundy national park (near ameherst)
ME alone at the waterfall
our hands after climbing, you would not be able to see the pain in a photograph
Maura climbing at the Land of Confusion, near halifax
scenery at land of confusion
ME climbing
land of confusion
land of confusion
a jazz setup an halifax, accross from my new friend-cafe
thank you anna for your help with making pictures in livejournal. preciate it.
Oh, by the way, everyone, I LOVE YOU DEARLY AND SINCERELY.
PEACE AND LOVE TO ALL OF YOU.
-Trev
i guess i might as well explain my trip, eh? well i went up to one day, i went to maine with my sisters and that night i stayed at my uncle's farm in caribou. The next night, we drove up to amherst, nova scotia. we stayed on our friends farm for three nights. did some paintballing, hiking, swimming, pool bar, played with the horses/goats/sheep/llamas, ate fantastic meat and stuff, got some sweet used clothing, helped an old schizophrenic/deaf couple move firewood. THEN we went up to Prince Edward Island where we camped in charlottetown. There, we met up with our buddy chuck arsenault and albert. They had a show but i didn't go see it. I made freinds with this little cafe, met a graffiti artist, met a homeless couple, talked to them, slept beneath the stars/rain. ONLY to move to the opposing coast, Halifax, a huge city in Nova Scotia. We camped there far a couple nights. Went into the city, went rock climbing for two days, met climbers, swam in the salt water pools, then i made a plan with my parents that i would get myself a bus to montreal and meet up with willow lytle and his parents and his grandparents. We would stay in montreal and go hiking and stuff for the rest of the week, then come home friday morning and i would get back to may house in saturday morning. This was a true story up until the bus to montreal. My sisters left me off in halifax alone with this graffiti artist who threatened to beat my face face in, because "apparently", i had tagged HIS wall. Anyways, i bounced out of there for fear of starting trouble and, understanding that my bus was not leaving until 7:00 the next morning, i began to look for a place to sleep that night. Out of nowhere, this young guy, like college age, comes up behind me and asks the name of some road. I explain to him my state somehow. bla bla bla he lets me sleep in his apartment that night. Now, don't think that i was being a little naive boy who was to be raped that night, i could totally have taken him if need be. but NO, he was awesome. He showed me his college and let me use the internet there. then he made some awesome food, ,tought me sweet spanish traditional song on guitar, explained to me that his relatives were a royal family in persia, (his name being Sadeg, and his family name Chamran) and finally, gave me a place to sleep. the next morning i awoke and the morning sky was something that i had never seen in that way before. Something new. So, i got to my bus and spent the next 20 hours bussing all the way over the top of maine through quebec city, down the st lawrence river and finally ending up in montreal , alone , at two in the morning. SOOO i had made sort of friends with this girl on the bus who was sitting next to me. THIS was where you could blame me for being a naive little boy. First off, she was probably the most attractive 27 yearold i have ever met. So, she offered me a cookie and i LOVE cookies. So i took it and ate it. a couple of them actually and they were sooo good. Then when we got off the bus, she took me to where all the college kids hung out. She hung out with them. I think that she thought that I thought that she was about my age because i asked her if she went to the college that we walked by. She said yes, but i had only asked because i had noticed that her ticket said student. Her name was kim. She got me into this jazz/blues club for free cause she used sex appeal on the bouncer, (besides the fact that i had my brother's ID). Then shhe procceeded to buy me a beer. I was not sure how to react to this for several reasons, 1, i had just fasted since that meal at Sadeg's place (approx. 26 hours), 2, I absolutely can not stand beer, 3, I was about to be alone for hours in a strnage place i had never been to before without any friends. However, the one factor that outwieghed the others, was the fact that Kim was trying to be kind. So i drank a stanky-ass liquid and then she went home. I began to walk up and down that street. There was really only ONE inside piece of information that i had about this place, and it was no secret. If you've ever been to montreal, you probably know that there is a mountain sticking right out of the center of the city. Well, with this knowledge in my head, (and the knowledge that i needed to get a bus at 9:30 in the morning) i set off with only one goal - to touch the great, HUGE light up cross at the top of mount royale. Before i was to attempt this, i figured i would walk around the street for a while and try to bum something to eat. I stumbled upon a marijuana cafe called woodstock and found about ten young guys sitting at two large tables smoking from bongs - right on the street. Upon the realization that these people were not only in pleasant moods, but also, they spoke english, (Montreal is mostly french) I procceeded to say to them, "Who wants to climb the mountain with me?" Being it at about 3 o'clock am, none were so ready to oblige. However, one did tell me why it was not a good idea. He relayed the informatino that at night, the mountain was really just grounds for young, drunk men to fornicate with young, drunk men. I decided to wait a little while to do the mountain and the next few hours were full of all kinds of fun. I was offered cocaine twice in english and i am not sure how many times in french. I was offered free sex, (or free food FOR sex) by three different men, not all young. I asked around if any food services were closing soon and might be throwing out any food if i might be able to have some. This one guy i guess was not really a food service of any kind, but he WAS kindhearted and gave me six big candy bars. Eventually, this pizza place gave me four AWESOME slices of pizza along with some sexual invitations, but nevertheless, pizza. With this newfound satisfaction, i made my way to the cross. It was 5:30 by now and it took me about an hour just to find the mountain. I spent this hour roaming through some interesting places like a catholic sports fields which i was obviously not allowed in, construcion yards, graffiti grounds, jaywalking... Anyways, i finally found the base of the mountain and was dissapointed to understand that it was like central park. People just go running and biking there, the dissapointment came from the fact that all the trails were mostly flat and just wound around. Forutnately, i was able to find some sort of direct route to the top, ALSO obviously somewhere that i was not supposed to be. So i went STRAIGHT UP the face of it. This was tricky because i had been sitting for twenty hours and then walking for 3-4 already. My legs were now interestingly confused with me. But ALAS! i touched the cross. I tagged it with my kubaton, took a photo panarama of the great city and headed down. The walk back to the bus station was so very long because i was about to collapse the whole way. SOOOOO, knowing that my return would be at approximately 3-4 the next day to albany, i asked shelly (becki's mom) for a ride, since she works in albany. She picked me up in time for willow's birthday party wednesday night. YET, there were still a few funny things. 1, will never thought that i would make it before fridaynight, 2, NOBODY (even my parents) really expected me before friday night, 3, Becki had not told anyone. SOOOOOO i ended up at becki's house where willow came to pick her up for his party and we had the inGENIUS idea that becki would MAKE willow come inside for a second, i would run out to the car, hop into the back seat and cover myself up only to pop out and surprise him when the time was right. WELL this plan was awesome, but there were a few loopholes. First off, will's COUSIN was driving whom i had never met before sos when i ran out and jumped in, she may have been skeeved a bit. so i had to explain it all really quick. She caught on, we got on the road, all was good. The SECOND loophole, was that we were not the only kids that needed to be picked up. The Third loophole was that willow always tries to accomplish too much. He was all about packing the car as full as possible just for the hell of it. SOOOO as Joel, Alima AND Maya all procceeded to cram into the back seat, becki was forced to try and cover by sitting on top of me. This is not so bad in normal sitting positions, but I was twisted and contored beyond belief to try and make myself as small as possible and as invisble as possible. My legs were actually directly UNDER will. and my body half flipped in the corner of the seat. THIS was absolutely the LONGEST trip to west hurley that i have ever endured. HOWEVER, we were entirely successful and i made willow VERY happy with my presence which made me feel good. EVERYONE was at this party, it actually astonished me. It was the greatest party i can remember going to. I slept in an odd place and in an odd way. Whenever people would trip over my sleeping body, Willow would make the strongly stated remark, "TREVOR IS A ROCK!" in that will voice we all know. Anyways, my parents expected my on sat morning so the next day will and i went to the back end of some caves that we hhad never finished exploring after their initial discovery, then we went to check out the new cement tower which anna and i had stumbled upon followed by discovering and old abandoned house or two and exploring THAT which was full of olf dusty document cases applicable to the cement tower, Century Cement which was apparently in business from during the 50's and 60's. THAT night, i slept... umm. i forget. Oh, we met up with sage at the alamo, for dinner.... then OH right. we went back to woodstock and i slept on salvador's couch. The next morning, i walked into woodstock and met up with anna and frank and eventually becki. That was a very fun simple day followed by a night camping in a field behind anna's house just her and i. The next morning I was dropped off at home and explained to my parents how much fun it was to hang out with willow's grandparents for a week.
NEVERTHELESS, there i was at home again.
and you want to know something even MORE exciting? Today is the 18th of august. That means that in exactly three months i will be eighteen and YOU will be invited to my HUGE (and FIRST EVER) BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!!! and then i will mave myself away from this life at home.
Well, HERE are the pictures to prove it...
Me and oscar and a couple other horses in amherst
me and my sisters, maura and katrina, at the waterfall in fundy national park (near ameherst)
ME alone at the waterfall
our hands after climbing, you would not be able to see the pain in a photograph
Maura climbing at the Land of Confusion, near halifax
scenery at land of confusion
ME climbing
land of confusion
land of confusion
a jazz setup an halifax, accross from my new friend-cafe
thank you anna for your help with making pictures in livejournal. preciate it.
Oh, by the way, everyone, I LOVE YOU DEARLY AND SINCERELY.
PEACE AND LOVE TO ALL OF YOU.
-Trev