Welcome to Calgary you've missed your flight!

What what's that ... i missed two flights in a row ohhhhh oh ya thats right... good great awesome... lol sooo yup i get to Calgary and have a one night lay over, which was planned. what was not planned was the less then nice hotel i stayed in (note to self, nothing comforting about the comfort inn!) get in my room and its crappy empty cold lonely and just plain unwelcoming... alarm clock doesn't work.. Desi starving ,nofin healthy to eat anywhere at the airport or in uncomfort inn. So Desi calls front desk ... speaks with man who can hardly speak any english (wtf with that by the way??) no no miss we have no other clocks... soooo you can't take one from one of the other HUNDRED EMPTY rooms for me to use? no miss... we we call you in morning... okay well can you please call me once a 7am and again at 730? yes miss yes we do that you no miss your plane... goood great awesome... Desi sleeps....

12 noon Desi wakes.. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (enter expletives here! hehe) grumpy, half starved and now crazed with panic desi is now less then impressed... no use arguing with ppl.... nothing can be helped... just want out and to get to the airport to figure out a new flight as i have now missed my 10 am flight.... Comfort Inn did offer me a complimentary nights stay to which i sorta politely (not so much) Declined ... i think it went something like when hell freezes over... and i wouldn't stay another night if you paid me!!!

Got to the airport and SURPRISE there are no other flights into Castlegar BC the last plane out ... totally full... i'm a WAIF now lol. so i booked a new ticket and decided to stay right at the airport... thank you Delta... took pity on me and gave me a sweet deal.... ahhhh now this is accommodations... Giant comfy bed... well decorated... friendly staff that can understand what i'm saying.... whew... civilization !!! whooopieeeeee!

caught my flight the next day... at one point texted TJ ( my bro for all you new viewers) and said my final fair wells.. cuz damn this was a small plane... 12 rows thats it... and lots o rust hangin out on and around the engine jetty parts? sorry my plane knowledge is lacking at best... i'm accustomed to the nice roomier jet planes... this thang was small and the seats lol ya not like a normal planes lol totally getto... but i got to Castlegar airport yippeee... but not without some serious turbulence... actually this airport i have heard this week has been better known as Cancel-gar airport as it is in the mountains and very small runway... often planes are unable to land due to in climate mountainy weather.

BC at first glance... Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful... i mean i have fallen in love with Texas but nothing can touch Canada's Beauty!

my first week in BC has been challenging challenging and wonderful all at once... i can't believe i'm here doing this!! so much fun... and the guides are great even a little crazy...

the pics... Kirkland (guide at the loge) i call him Crazy mountain man... as he hikes without shoes?!!! what a nutter gotta love him though! view on the way to one of the hikes and the lodge where i'm staying.... video also of the lodge

my butt hurts from sitting so long and typing so i promise promise to type again tomorrow and catch you all up to this week.... so many stories and pictures...

I"m getting stronger and stronger mentally physically and spiritually as this trip moves forward... Life ... Life is good!

where one ends and another begins :)

well its been awhile between blogs... i'm sorry ya'll i was either unable to access the net or more likely was just to damn tired to blog away... these last few weeks have not been without adventures... and my exit from Texas being a definite win... one to remember for sure!

well my last week in Texas was (cough) filled with well exercising yes, but perhaps some fun out in town... hehehe... the Ranch being the ranch i had the opportunity to meet all kinds of ppl and from all over the world. I lucked out and met some random Irish boys who came to the ranch to become Irish cowboys (shaking my head). They were a bucked o fun for sure. Four in total well Three and one "Jitter" as they called him... oh yes i learned all kinds of interesting things from these fine irish lads... I'm not sure i totally grasped the real meaning of the term "jitter" (pronounced jii-er by them lol) but if you ask me when i return i will try my best to explain it.

well a big thing i did absorb right away was that Irish boys can Drrriiinnnkkk... they are not messin around lol .... i must say i did a wee bit o drinking along with them for a few days but rest assured my pops words rang out in my head each morning " if your gonna be a big girl at night you gotta be a big girl in the morning" so there i was with two hours sleep, at 5 am hiking my butt off... didn't miss one class, and even threw in an extra walk to make up for the beer drinking the eve previous... I had a blast it was too funny, i have some video... all i have to say is cowboy town, beer , karaoke, two steppin classic time...

the second night we ended up at a biker party after the bar...( this was a sober night for me as i was the DD and i was also pretty partied out at this point ..) Bandera was hosting a Biker rally that weekend so the cowboy town was over run with leather wearing harley driving rough necks lol.....at any rate it was a really funny experience... we five stood out like a soar thumb... these irish lawyers and myself, all of us in our thirties and all these middle aged bikers ... awkward! nearing the end of the night the bikers were talking about the rally that was to take place that day ... and they explained to the boys that its much like New Orleans. (ya great i'm sure you know where this ones going!) There was a character bleach blonde biker (see above photo for scary biker) brought out a handful of beaded necklaces... NOTE at this time Desi was slowly slinking behind the Irish boys into the corner thinking hmm this is not going in a great direction lol....

Yes yes they taught them to hold out the beads to a girl and ask the question "do you work for beads?" to which the first biker chick lifted up her shirt and and well ya her girls out in full display to the world... blah... there were only four biker girls at this party.. and me being the fifth female (whom was now desperately trying to become one with the plaster and paint lol) of course the four gents went up to all biker girls (some of whom were less then pretty... sorry its true... ewww chubby girl boobs ewww...) eventually they all turned to me ... incidentally all at once.... the four of them looking like kids in a candy store, drunk as skunks, brandishing shinny bunches of multi coloured plastic beads, with big shit eating grins on there faces...

What was desi's reply you ask.... "uhmm no i do not work for beads, perhaps if you put some diamonds on that plastic shit maybe; but no Desi does NOT work for beads lol" I spent the next half hour repeating myself lol they tried everything... Desi never did work for beads (Don't worry parents you brought me up well!) anyway they eventually tired of yucky old dirty biker boobs and we departed some of the boys with bead still in tow. On our way back to the ranch I had to do a little stunt driving lol as a suicidal Clydesdale decided he no longer loved life and wanted to walk the yellow lines to his demise. He is lucky he lives for another day... i was going about 70 miles per hour with high beams that were no good... i did a (cough) wee swerve but was pro at it... we did get back safely to the ranch (yeah desi!) which by the way looked like the bloody "Watership Down" with all the dang bunnies running around! ( for those who are not in the know ... Watership Down... classic children's novel about bunnies if you haven't read it ... you should... sorry small tangent anyways)

In my last two weeks i lucked out with an amazing roomie... she was totally motivated and very like minded... with a super sense of humor... we spent most of our time together laughing, sweating , laughing laughing , and sweating ... with some occasional sleep... was so great i was praying for a normal fun and motivated person and i totally got one!! whew ... refreshing. i definitely found a lasting friend in this person.

I have been riding horses as much as i can and love love love it... i'm so comfortable in the saddle and am so bummed out that i won't be able to ride every day... i feel so free on a horseback!

i will miss Texas and all the staff at Rancho Cortez, it was a definite adventure! and to top it off i reached my goal that i set for myself ... yeah me!!!

THE MOST EPIC FAIR WELL TO TEXAS!!!! so i missed my plane outta Texas, but its alright, it was totally worth it! Had some car sickness shenanigans on my way to the port yo. Desi- "hey Liz, uhm i'm not feeling so well" Liz- "really that sucks dude" D- "ya i uh think i gotta puke" Liz- "oh okay i'm trying to pull over" ( totally bumper to bumper traffic) Des- "uh oh i'm not gonna make bllllaaaaahhhhhh" LOL explosion but totally projectile, on a guys windshield ... i'm puking, now puking and laughing, cuz i showered this poor suckers silver car (now silver with a touch of almonds, Pepto, and Sobe fuji apple pear water) when i started laughing it sprayed all over my white t-shirt... classic. NO amount of "Tide to Go" can help me!! Feel much better now lol lol! so i now have a five hour wait for my new flight... sitting in Texas airport sporting my new twenty-eight dollar Lame ass Texas T-shirt lol (that is probably nine bucks anywhere else)... Absolutely a Desi epic win exit from Texas... To funny Liz and i could not stop laughing... What a way to leave right lol!!!!!

the pics... irish boys this one's a wee bit blurry but haha so were they at this point lol and scary biker dude, and my new roomie Lisa a.k.a Burd or South Beach.