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Toronto. Took this picture of my city while flying in a tiny private plane.
Took this picture before my pilot friend took me up in the plan and let me fly for a little bit.
Truthful Tuesday
Just a quick one for today:
- I swear quite a bit in real life. Not nearly as bad as I used to years ago though, as I get older I’m really trying to cut that shit down.
TORONTO BEERFEST
It’s one of my favorite times of the year again. From Aug 5-8, the festival of beer is back in town and it’s been an event I’ve been enjoying for the past 4 years. I’ve paid my $50 for Friday (used to be less than $20 to get not too many years ago) and I’m all set.
There’s nothing like getting drunk with thousands of people at the same time. I’m going to see how many of the 120+ beer brands I can drink this year.
These are some of my past memories until I was at a point that I could no longer create memories:
- drunken human foosball
- beach volleyball; two attractive female pro’s in bikinis VS a whole bunch of random drunks (at one point it was 2 of them vs 10 ppl)
- the great BBQ food
- hot drunk ladies
- giant Jenga
- sampling different varieties of beer that you’ve never heard of before
- the atmosphere and crowd just has this amazing buzz (no pun intended)
- finding a full baggy of tokens on the ground = 20 more beer samples us! Free!
- the bands, I don’t know if their music was good but it didn’t matter
- all the free stuff and souvenirs they give away
- people literally fighting to use the hundreds of porta-potties lined up (*story)
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* I was there 3 years ago with 8 friends and my friend Adam had to use the washroom, as did I. We went to join the hundreds of people at the unorganized porta-potty lineups and basically once someone is comes out after pissing, 2 or 3 people will run towards it trying to grab it first. Well, somehow Adam was able to just get inside one but the guy behind him slammed the metal/lock part of the door on Adam’s hand and it cut the flesh down all the way to his bone.
We tried to cover it with paper towels and laughed as we walked over to first-aid. There were two first-aid guys there and one of them nearly fainted after seeing how bad it was and had to look away. It’s your fucking job, what the fuck? The other guy did his best to bandage it up but it was still bleeding through and they recommended leaving right away to the hospital.
So we went back to our group of friends and explained what happened. It’s really hard to explain getting fucked up by a porta-potty but then he mentioned the hospital thing. You can tell right away nobody wanted to be the one to go with him. One friend suggested that it was only a papercut-like wound and he would be fine. I remembered that I didn’t actually use the washroom yet and excused myself to let them figure it out. In all honesty, I actually could of held it for much longer but I was having so much fun and didn’t want to leave. I come back to find out Jason took him to the hospital and I felt bad…but only until I got the next beer in me.
The point of the story is to show how much of a good friend I used to be when piss drunk. Til this day, Adam is occasionally reminded that he’s the guy that got fucked up by a porta-potty so bad that he had to be hospitalized to get stitched up. After they left for the hospital that afternoon, the rest of us continued the festivities and the rest of the night was just a blur.
Two more days until I get to experience the euphoria all over again in another epic event.
…FADE TO DRUNKEN BLACK
Truthful Tuesday - Music
One of my favorite ways to relieve stress is by listening to music. It’s great how music can affect you in so many different ways. From relaxation to energizing you for a workout or even make your day much more bearable.
Sometimes I’ll get in my car, turn up the music and just drive. There is no specific destination in mind, just away from it all. Away from the city, the people, the noise and the traffic…just me and the music along for the ride in the outskirts of the city. This is my bliss.
(© N. Snape)
Sometimes you feel like you can look into a person’s soul through their eyes.
(© Misha Mikhaylov)
Adrenaline Junkie
For some reason these past few years I’ve become sort of an Adrenaline junkie. I can remember growing up as a kid all the way until high school (I’m 23yrs old now) that I was uncomfortable with roller coasters or many of the extreme thrill rides at the amusement parks. In my mind I had always wondered, who the fuck jumps out of a perfectly working plane; off of a cliff with nothing but a bungee cord; or goes rafting in strong white water currents with dangerous rocks around? Crazy people?
Well, in these past couple years I’ve accomplished all of these things. I don’t know what changed in me but I remember watching one of those extreme reality caught on tape shows and one clip showed a skydiver’s parachute mess up and the guy came crashing down at high speed to the ground. I thought, how awesome was that? I’ve got to try it…not the crashing part of course. So I looked into it and it wasn’t long before I jumped out of a plane at 5,000 feet for the very first time and it was by myself (not tandem with an instructor on your back). I was up in the air and it felt like I had the whole world to myself.
It was just last summer when I went white water rafting on the Ottawa river and then a day later went bungee jumping at the Great Canadian Bungee, which is the highest jump in North America.
I’ve been asked many times which one activity is the best but I couldn’t tell you. White water rafting is like making love to Natalie Portman for hours in a single day (with a short lunch break in between); whereas bungee jumping is like having crazy wild sex with Angelina Jolie but it only lasts for 30-40 seconds.
Sky diving is a mix of both - the foreplay starts with the plane slowly rising to altitude as the excitement builds up and your heart beats harder and faster until it’s time to jump. You get that rush feeling of the initial free fall and then once the chute opens up, everything slows down as you explore the surroundings for what seems like eternity when in actuality it’s about 5 mins. It comes down to what kind of experience that you’re looking for and you really can’t go wrong with any of the choices.
Looking back at it all, I know why I started chasing that adrenaline rush. I wanted to feel free and for those short periods of time, I am TRULY FREE.
