internet connections

As ya’ll know, kimi loves her internet. Biggest case in point is us meeting our best boyfriends.

Who would have thought asking a simple question on the airstream forum about towing an airstream would have lead to meeting two of the nicest men on the earth?

Who would imagine that meeting would then lead to us spending a summer in anne’s land, and meeting all the wonderful PEI riff raff that we did?

Well Kimi’s internet came through again this week. With real live visit from a new internet connection.

I’ve been following (well virtually speaking) a woman from California, who’s an amazing photographer. I follow her blog about her travels, and view her stunning work online .

We have commented on each other’s blogs from time to time, and as the virtual world goes, she’s one of my facebook “friends”, even though we’ve never actually talked to each other or met. I was reading her blog last week, and she was in the area (well if you consider oregon “in the area”). 

So since she’s my “friend” on facebook, i decided to send a little comment on her blog to ask if she’d be interested in visiting, that we’d love to meet her, and we could show her a little BC.

And guess what? She actually came. She somehow trusted that we weren’t some internet stalker girls, and she headed across the border and up to the no-tell-motel. What a lovely visit we had.

It was great fun getting to know each other, swapping life stories, and showing her the sights the no-tell-motel has to offer. (well if you consider a trek up the falls as showing her the sights!)… all confirming to me what i already know, the internet is a wonderful and magical place to meet people you’d otherwise never come across.

The best part about it was we were able to offer her an airstream first. This is a girl with her own airstream dream, and she got to spend the night in ours, her first airstream sleepover… how nice is that?

The only down side of the visit was that she got the third degree when entering our lovely country. After my deb deb’s suffered two similar third degree’s i’m convinced either there’s one vigilante border guard where we usually go over, or Canadian border guards in general are really a suspicious and cautious lot.

They not only grilled her but they called me to corroborate her story. A story which by their accounts is sketchy at best i imagine from border guard land. Girl traveling alone with just a tent and a dog, wanting to go up to Canada to visit two no-tell-motel mavens, never met them, found them online… but seriously folks, worth the 2nd and 3rd degree? Sheesh

Fortunately it didn’t put her off too much, she figured it was their round about way of saying “Welcome to Canada”.