I can't find my debit card. I also can't find my HI card. This is problematic for two reasons: I am staying at an HI tonight, and I need my HI card, and the cab companies don't take visa. Supposedly, the shuttle does. We'll have to wait and see. I can't figure out where the cards would have gone... I definitely had the debit card while in Toronto. I used it to withdraw money before I got on the train to Edmonton.
...They say someday we will all just have chips implanted in us, and that we'll just be scanned for things like visa, debit, etc. I cannot wait until that day comes.
Time to go through my luggage. Maybe fourth time will be the charm and they'll turn up.
About Me
- KT
- “I’d like you to come mustering with me,” my boyfriend said. Until I met Jet, I can honestly say that mustering was not something I had seriously contemplated doing. This may, in part, have been due to the fact that I had never heard of it. The first time I heard the term was when Jet, having returned to Australia after romancing me in Canada, informed me that he would be out of touch for a week or so because he had to ‘muster the weaners.’ Further probing revealed that this had nothing to do with hotdogs -- except perhaps in the indirect sense -- but instead meant Jet was going to round up his young cattle and separate them from their mothers. Now, he was planning on going ‘up North’ to do more cattle work in an area of Australia that Google informed me was populated almost entirely by Aborigines and crocodiles. I agreed to come along, although not without some trepidation…
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