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      By
      Matthew
      Dorrell
     
    
   
   
    
     
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      Destination
      Wolfville,
      Or
      Not
     
    
   
   
    
     
      No
      matter
      what
      I
      might
      pre-
     
     
      tend,
      being
      a
      travel
      writer
      is
      not
      all
     
     
      sunshine
      and
      glory.
      Some
      weeks
     
     
      the
      words
      won’t
      appear,
      ‘and
      trust
     
     
      me,
      it’s
      much
      more
      difficult
      when
     
     
      you
      have
      to
      find
      them
      yourself.
     
    

    
     
      I
      am
      home,
      hiding
      from
      the
     
     
      weather
      which
      is
      miserable,
      windy
     
     
      and
      cold.
      But
      inside
      the
      only
      thing
     
     
      chilled
      is
      my
      beer,
      and
      all
      is
      well.
      I
     
     
      am
      peeping
      through
      my
      curtains,
     
     
      watching
      a
      neighbour
      try
      and
      res-
     
     
      cue
      his
      van
      from
      the
      parking
      spot
     
     
      holding
      it
      hostage.
      I
      should
      help,
     
     
      but
      I
      won’t.
      He
      lives
      above
      me
      and
     
     
      has
      heavy,
      loud
      footsteps.
      He
      can
     
     
      rescue
      his
      own
      damn
      vehicle.
     
    

    
     
      Thad
      a
      plan
      for
      my
      column
     
     
      this
      week.
      I
      did.
      I
      was
      going
      to
     
     
      write
      about
      Wolfville
      -
      it
      would
     
     
      have
      sounded
      a
      lot
      like
      this:
     
    

    
     
      "I
      was
      prepared
      to
      dislike
     
     
      Wolfville.
      The
      tentative
      title
      for
     
     
      this
      column
      was
      "Wolfville
      -
      Third
     
     
      armpit
      of
      the
      Maritimes."
      (The
      first
     
     
      two
      armpits
      being
      Sydney
      and
     
     
      Moncton.)
      Whether
      it
      was
      due
      to
     
     
      the
      uncommon
      beauty
      of
      my
      fellow
     
     
      travellers
      (true),
      my
      own
      dedication
     
     
      to
      travel
      writing
      (not
      even
      remotely
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      ee
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      true),
      or
      the
      fact
      that
      I
      am
      being
     
     
      reimbursed
      for
      the
      voyage
      (appar-
     
     
      ently
      true),
      it
      turns
      out
      I
      like
     
     
      Wolfville..."
     
    

    
     
      I
      could
      have
      written
      about
     
     
      Wolfville,
      and
      maybe
      I
      still
      will,
     
     
      but
      not
      this
      week.
      :
     
    

    
     
      My
      second
      plan
      was
      to
     
     
      write
      about
      the
      ECMAs
      (I
      know,
      I
     
     
      know,
      it
      required
      travelling
      no
     
     
      more
      than
      four
      blocks)
      -
      it
      would
     
     
      have
      sounded
      a
      lot
      like
      this:
      __
     
    

    
     
      "Tonight
      I
      am
      at
      Fishbone’s
     
     
      café
      and
      rock
      and
      roll
      is
      in
      the
      air.
     
     
      It
      hangs
      there
      like
      smoke
      -
      makes
     
     
      my
      lungs
      hurt.
      Windom
      Earle
      is
     
     
      about
      to
      take
      the
      stage
      and
      hopes
     
     
      are
      high
      for
      the
      new
      line-up.
     
     
      Tonight
      Windom
      Earle
      is
      featuring
     
     
      the
      baddest
      rhythm
      section
      in
     
     
      Charlottetown:
      Brody
      Read
      from
     
     
      Port
      Citizen
      on
      the
      bass,
      Mike
     
     
      McDougall
      from
      Eyes
      _
      for
     
     
      Telescopes
      and
      Jon
      Holmes
      (also
     
     
      from
      Port
      Citizen)
      on
      percussion.
     
     
      As
      always
      LL
      Coolbreeze
      does
      the
     
     
      talking,
      yelling
      and
      masterminding,
     
     
      as
      well
      as
      some
      limited
      booty
      shak-
     
     
      ing.
      >
     
    

    
     
      By
      the
      end
      of
      the
      set
      the
     
     
      entire
      crowd
      is
      bouncing
      with
     
     
      abandon
      and
      “Beefchowmein”
      is
     
     
      over
      entirely
      too
      quickly.
     
     
      Coolbreeze
      closes
      the
      show
      by
      set-
     
     
      ting
      an
      inflatable
      plastic
      guitar
      on
     
     
      fire,
      Jimi
      Hendrix
      style.
      He
      will
      not
     
     
      be
      invited
      to
      play
      here
      again...
     
    

    
     
      And
      so
      it
      would
      go.
      But
     
     
      there
      is,
      and
      has
      been,
      plenty
      of
     
     
      ECMA
      coverage
      in
      this
      fine
      publi-
     
     
      cation
      already.
     
    

    
     
      ‘Outside
      I
      can
      hear
      car
     
     
      horns,
      then
      people,
      yelling
      at
      each
     
     
      other.
      Either
      the
      roads
      are
      still
      icy,
     
     
      or
      yet
      another
      driver
      has
      ignored
     
     
      one
      of
      the
      two
      new
      stop
      signs
     
     
      recently
      installed
      by
      the
      city
      of
     
     
      Charlottetown.
      (This
      city
      seems
      to
     
     
      have
      no
      end
      of
      hatred
      for
      yield
     
     
      signs
      and
      two-way
      stops).
      I
      can’t
     
     
      quite
      see
      the
      intersection
      through
     
     
      the
      window
      and
      I’m
      much
      too
     
     
      warm
      and
      lazy
      and
      to
      go
      outside
     
     
      and
      see
      all
      the
      commotion
      first
     
    
   
   
    
     
      hand.
     
    

    
     
      No,
      [ll
      not
      be
      going
      outside
     
     
      again
      today.
      It
      might
      look
      impres-
     
     
      sive
      to
      have
      icicles
      frozen
      into
     
     
      one’s
      eyebrows,
      but
      it
      does
      not
      feel
     
     
      pleasant
      -
      once
      in
      a
      day
      is
      plenty.
      I
     
     
      will
      content
      myself
      with
      experienc-
     
     
      ing
      the
      storm
      as
      a
      member
      of
      the
     
     
      audience
      and
      not
      an
      active
      partici-
     
     
      pant.
      Besides,
      I
      have
      much
      to
      do.
     
     
      There’s
      this
      column
      I
      have
      to
      write.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Next
      Issue:
      Depends
      a
      lot
      on
     
     
      whether
      I
      end
      up
      anywhere
      exciting
     
     
      during
      “Reading
      Week.”
      Just
     
    
   
   
    
     
      between
      you
      and
      me,
      the
      travel
     
     
      budget
      has
      been
      skimpy
      of
      late.
     
     
      Rumour
      has
      it
      The
      Editor
      has
      been
     
     
      skimming
      off
      the
      top
      again.
     
    
   
   
    
     
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