July 28, 1999
|WOW, it is really difficult getting up early!
I dragged myself up and without eating and forgetting to brush my teeth, I quickly
got up still dressed in yesterdays clothes, and crossed the ferry. Most people
around here always wear the same clothes for days at a time and only shower a couple times
a week. Anyway, I made it to meet Jeremy at "The Sun" where he was having
breakfast with Andrew, at 7:45. Just a little late but he was till eating so it was
On the 6 hour ride to Whitehorse, Jeremy and I really go to talk a lot. We were able to discuss our philosophies on life and differences in our beliefs on an un-emotional basis. Just like in philosophy class where you look at the objections to your point, recognize how the other person can come to that conclusion, and never let emotions get involved. He has had some philosophy courses and shared much of my beliefs except for a few points. He was shocked at some of the stuff I was saying, and the many parallels to Alan Watts. I've never heard of Alan Watts but he told me that I have to read his stuff.
Other than philosophy we also discussed our personal lives and what we were doing prior to our journeys. This is Jeremies first journey and he too is going to have a difficult time adjusting back to the real world. He has always been very disciplined in college and trains at least 4 hours a day. Jeremy is training to be a professional fighter. But he is a very nice guy that is very humble in his achievements. He views fighting as a sport and doesn't confuse any of it on an emotional level. It is just an objective sport of skill and at the end he always hugs his opponent and congratulates them on their fighting, whether they won or lost to him. With his demanding class schedule in college, which he's maintaining a 4.0 average, and his training, he barely has time for much of a social life. And now it is nothing but one giant journey of socializing and meeting wonderful people, like those here in Dawson City. He told me that he and Jared planned on visiting Montana before going back to Maine, so I gave him a few places to visit in Whitefish, such as Boogie Brown's, and Whitefish Times.
When we arrived in Whitehorse we immediately
dropped off my film at fotovision. Carla's mom owns it so I was able to get a
discount on processing. Carla is the girl we met in Dawson City with the funky
pants. Anyway, afterwards we went and checked in the Family Hotel. While
standing at the counter, I saw Gord through the inside window in the laundry room.
Immediately, I went out and said hello, and he was pleasantly surprised to see me.
We talked for a few minutes and then I told him that we would definitely be out to see him