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24.12.05

See you in the funny pages

One other thing happened yesterday that locked us into a course-of-action of sorts: we got our picture taken for the Vancouver Sun. See, months ago, when we thought we were doing our big trip, I'd approached the Sun about writing a few articles for their Travel section. We seriously didn't think they'd be interested, so I started this blog; then the editor actually came back! Apparently we may have some cachet, being a jolly travelling interracial couple.

So, months later, we found ourselves yesterday at the MEC, the nice photographer snapping away while we studiously sifted through racks of Dryweave shirts with concerned looks on our faces. We attracted some attention, mostly from other shoppers wondering who'd bother to photograph two such ordinary (and obviously nervous) people.

Thing about writing the articles is, we're following the dude who cycled from Vancouver to Moscow, whose articles ran earlier this year, so we're more than a little worried just how interesting we'll be. Fundamentally we both prefer conversation over crazy exertion, so there'll be few physical feats of daring-do. We could stuff our faces with nasty foodstuffs and talk about that, but how newsworthy is eating crispy fried bugs, now that we get daily doses of pig-rectum eating contests on Fear Factor?

Our challenge will be to turn what we see into something you'd like to read--which will require some vigilance on our parts--and that'll be a great way to keep us focussed and keen. And in the end, we're two ordinary people, doing something that is within the realm of possibility for most (should they choose to make the decision), and hopefully that will be compelling in its own way. In any case, we'll be making sure we get into plenty of trouble (interesting newsworthy trouble), without really getting into trouble (like the time we chased down the pickpockets in Barcelona to get my wallet back...)

Bring on the grasshoppers!

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