What day is it, again?
I thought everything was supposed to slow down in my life after I arrived.
I made a list before I moved of all the things I wanted to accomplish in this small town. So far, I've only been able to cross off 3 of the 10 'summer to-dos'. Sad, but true.
My days are taken up with the current affairs news show I'm working on for the summer: booking interviews, live news and weather breaks and connecting with members of my community and northern region of B.C.
The first news break I had to do was about 3 weeks ago. I sat in the chair in front of the tech board. My jaw began to shake uncontrollably. My mouth went dry. I looked up at the clock, I had 40 secs to go.
All I had to do was hit play on the chime and turn my mic on.
I felt like my mind had drawn a complete blank. All that I could think about was the strength of the thumping in my chest. If there had been another person in the studio with me I'm positive they would have been distracted by the rapid noise my heart seemed to be making.
Click, switch, speak: It was that easy.
But, in my mind I pictured the thousands of listeners across all of Northern B.C. who would hear this minute and a half long break, yeah just a minute and a half what was I freaking over?
Like a hound at the gate, the second hand hit the 12 and I was off! Away on the news break races.
Never fear, this has a simple but positive ending. I finished my first news break with no major hitch. Although, my knees wouldn't stop shaking afterwards.
So, that's how I spend my days.
My evenings are completely different.
I throw on a clean black apron and clip my hair back and nestle my feet into a pair of comfortable rocketdogs and head down to the best known place to eat in town.
People come from very, very far away to eat here. There are only 11 tables and we're booked solid just about every night. The chef's mandate seems to be: fresh, local and personable. There are no airs, but the food is better than anything you'd find in Vancouver.
I've served everyone from European families on holidays, fishermen needing a break from their galleys and multi-billionaires in from their private yacht. Everyone eats side by side and excuses themselves as they have to squeeze past through the tightly placed tables.
It's a great place to make a bit of money for my trip (2 months to go) and meet some interesting people.
My weekends are spent as a tourist in my own town.
Brandon and I try to get out and see what we can, while staying as active as possible.
This past weekend the North Pacific Cannery was our must see location. It was a working cannery up until the mid 70's. My mom spent a summer filleting fish there.
It's now a museum that is always very quiet on dreary days. We chose to see it on the dreariest of summer days. We wanted to see it in it's truest of states.
