Just a quick note to say how much I miss living in Alberta. I returned today from a business trip to Calgary, and I hadn't been back since leaving Lake Louise in '93. When I saw the mountains again in the distance, the sprawling city of Calgary, the rolling foothills, the miles and miles of farmland, my heart it did ache. I felt compelled to just rent a car and drive towards the snow-covered peaks.
Of course, that didn't happen. I did get to spend an evening with one of my dearest friends and his excellent family, I toured the Stampeders locker room, went out on field level and got my picture taken in the end-zone at McMahon Stadium, took the LRT "C" train for the first time, attending a meeting of very dedicated people, and toured a donor clinic (a blog entry that deserves it's own spot at a later date).
The only thing that would have made my very short trip better would have been to share my experience with my wife and kids, but I guess that's the difference between a business trip and a holiday.
