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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Tue, 09 Mar 2010 23:01:42 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>ThomasWade Travel Journal</title><subtitle>ThomasWade Travel Journal</subtitle><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/atom.xml"/><updated>2010-01-30T05:53:23Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.9.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>TIME WARP</title><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2010/1/30/time-warp.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2010/1/30/time-warp.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2010-01-30T05:53:23Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T05:53:23Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Stewart, BC is a place where time stops. I’ve been here for 3 weeks, eaten at the same restaurant 3 meals a day, and watched the weather move through the mountains day in and day out. If it had regular air service I could live here.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>World's Largest</title><category term="fishing rod"/><category term="houston"/><category term="largest"/><category term="location"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/12/1/worlds-largest.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/12/1/worlds-largest.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-12-01T21:32:13Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:32:13Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Houston, BC has the <a href="http://www.roadsideattractions.ca/rod.htm">World's Largest Fly Fishing Rod</a>. A waitress at the restaurant here tells me that there is actually a bigger one in Texas somewhere, but they just keep on callin' this one the biggest. There was a blow-up doll in the nativity scene this morning.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Geez</title><category term="location"/><category term="travel plans"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/9/16/geez.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/9/16/geez.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-09-17T01:19:25Z</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:19:25Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Vancouver Toronto Chibougamau Toronto Thunder Bay Pickle Lake Thunder Bay Toronto Lima Olmos Lima Toronto?</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>A new newf</title><category term="location"/><category term="newfie"/><category term="newfoundland"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/7/5/a-new-newf.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/7/5/a-new-newf.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-07-05T19:17:03Z</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:17:03Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Select phrases from Newfoundland:</p>
<p>"Ehn't n'more cod, b'y. Y' gotta kiss de puffin's ass"</p>
<p>"No longer thenna cunt-hair"</p>
<p>"Gets more ass than a bidet"</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>live vicariously through me</title><category term="garbage truck"/><category term="lambada"/><category term="peru"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/6/18/live-vicariously-through-me.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/6/18/live-vicariously-through-me.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-06-19T03:57:05Z</published><updated>2009-06-19T03:57:05Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>This is what it sounds like to be in a Peruvian city with garbage trucks that play the Lambada. They do that so that people can run out excitedly with their garbage, instead of putting it out on the kerb for dogs to eat. It is exactly the opposite of an ice-cream truck.</p>
<p><a href="http://tcwade.squarespace.com/storage/PERU_GT_AWESOME.mid">Seriously. You can't un-hear this.</a></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Princeton. Not the one you're thinking of.</title><category term="bc"/><category term="canada"/><category term="location"/><category term="princeton"/><category term="work"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/6/4/princeton-not-the-one-youre-thinking-of.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/6/4/princeton-not-the-one-youre-thinking-of.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-06-04T21:40:34Z</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:40:34Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>The one bright, shining star in this small BC town is that they carry good, local beer. No Kokanee-necessitated relapses here. If only everything wasn't going so wrong.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Toronna</title><category term="canada"/><category term="ewan"/><category term="location"/><category term="long way down"/><category term="toronto"/><category term="work"/><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/5/29/toronna.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/5/29/toronna.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-05-29T01:52:09Z</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:52:09Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Working in Toronto, heading to the wilds of British Columbia again this weekend. Addicted to<a href="http://www.longwaydown.com"> Long Way Down</a>. Must get over Ewan McGregor thing.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Randonnee Vancouver</title><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/29/randonnee-vancouver.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/29/randonnee-vancouver.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-04-29T00:27:50Z</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:27:50Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Currently dragging my mother up: Stawamus Chief from Shannon Falls, and the Grouse Grind.&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Sabado Fever del Noche</title><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/20/sabado-fever-del-noche.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/20/sabado-fever-del-noche.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-04-20T01:38:34Z</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:38:34Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Back in Vancouver! I am living in my box kingdom tonight, and get an actual bed to sleep in Monday.&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>The Ess El Cee</title><id>http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/18/the-ess-el-cee.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tcwade.com/journal/2009/4/18/the-ess-el-cee.html"/><author><name>Thomas</name></author><published>2009-04-18T20:42:48Z</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:42:48Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Seven hours at Salt Lake City airport. New website. Lots of beer. Abundant Krispy Kreme. Feeling fat and sassy.</p>]]></content></entry></feed>