Psst - it's summer. It's hot out. It's time to chill out. Time to take a vacation.
With me!
Come on, you should really take some time off. Stop being such a cheap vacation-days person. You know I'm going to be taking off to the beautiful town of Canmore (right outside of Banff - just as beautiful and nowhere near as touristy) from August 22 for a week. And you know I'm going to Vancouver on August 27 for Annie's big wedding, and that I'm staying until September 5. Maybe what you don't know is that Ali can't accompany me to the wedding anymore, and it would be a kick-ass opportunity for you to step up and be my date. I can clean up real nice sometimes - I'll even wear heals for the occasion. You can crash in my hotel room with me. What do you think?
Wait, stop - don't give me that "aw shucks Cams, I wish I could" look. What's up with that? Are you waiting for your retirement or something? Geez.
Well if you go bonkers and you think, "ah fuck it!", let me know. I love traveling alone - I always travel alone - but it would be great to have some company. I would create a new Be Camille's Date contest, but it was disastrous the last time around and pretty bad for my ego. Maybe I should include a prize or something!
I bake a mean loaf of banana bread. Or pepper cheese bread. What's that? You want me to pay for your ticket? Well, I don't know. Don't you have airmiles? Or parents who have airmiles?
Aw, shucks.
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My parents don't love me. Buy me a plane ticket or I will plant a BAOBAB on your blog.
Oh no, baobabs on my site - what a menacing thought! Uh oh, a plane ticket from the UK to Vancouver, that's gonna hurt. I've got to figure out some fundraising tactics. Maybe I'll throw a DANCING TOUR DE MURRAY party, asking each party-goer to contributate say, thirty bucks each. Or maybe I'll go to the business district and mug a few high tech millionnaires. Or plead my case to their trophy wives. Marlene Cowpland, are you reading this? Oh, I think she's busy dying her poodle a fluorescent pink.
I think your parents love you, but they might love their airmiles as well.
Aw, shucks!
Miss you miss you miss you!
Hey Ali, check your e-mail - I'm actually flying Westjet on the morning of Tuesday, Aug. 23 - by the time I get to Calgary and bus it to Canmore, it should be 2:30 p.m.
I'll call soon to talk about the details...
YAY, the ticket is bought, the deal is done and I'm off to the wild wild west!
sounds amazingly sweet!
I'll call off the terrorists scheduled to board that flight. I'll delay the chemtrails for a few days...
ooooohaha...
ali
Yo Al - in case you didn't get my message, I arrive in Canmore at 2:30 as planned - the shuttle bus thingy to Canmore doesn't exist anymore, so I have to take the Greyhound bus. I'll just make my way to the Cafe of Life once I get there to hijack your house keys...
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