Today started out as a rather poorly, with an hour and a half phone call with my bank, trying to get them to reverse the recent bad credit they gave me on account of their system failing to do not one, but two things that it was supposed to. That was rather fruitless.
Then the mail came, and I was brought to a quick realization that, well, screw this lets get out of here! Our permits came. Canada will let us into their fine country at the end of a long hike, which we’re now allowed to do, thanks to the wonderful folks at the PCTA.
So, back on path to what really matters in life. Walking. Eating. Sleeping. Life.
61 days left.