Alta Lake

I pretty much feel like my brain is revolving around in my skull at the moment, not only has my jetlag been erased, but now it's been replaced by a reversion to my idiot UK sleeping patterns, only in Canadian time. Update situation wise is as follows, me and Will are in Whistler village, i have staff accomodation sorted as of tomorrow night, but not money with which to pay for it until HSBPedophile sorts out my wire transfer, calling themselves the worlds local bank is almost the most misleading thing i've ever heard in my little bankrupt life.

We stayed in a place called HI Hostel last night, which is about an hours walk from the village, it's insane, i could stay here forever if they'd have me, minus the lack of free food it's literally the cliched dream winter retreat, except there are about 50 tourists here, rather than me and 5 supermodels. Arriving last night with my booking confirmation, it turned out they'd had an error on the system which meant i had no bed, but i got to stay on the sofa downstairs for free, which turned up to be such a blessing this morning; Little did i realise the oversized glass windows in the downstairs living room weren't just dark portals into the abyss, but in daylight the most phenomenal view of Alta Lake with Whistler/Blackcomb mountains overlooking it, the only word i can think of is majestic, which i don't think i've used since primary school poems in an attempt to sound cleverer than my age(it worked).

Videos of this amongst many other things will be uploaded soon once will figures out how to connect his neanderthal camera to some video editing software. I don't really know what's going on, annoyingly i'm having withdrawal symptoms from the safety of coconut rum and schnapps, my time will come.

We're about to get a bus into town to meet our friend Lori after her job interview to crash at hers overnight, generosity needs to returned somehow, and there's been many generous people to us so far, it seems people genuinely are civil enough to help people out here without expecting stuff in return. A far cry from eye contact being a signal of war back home..

I have to go, but expect Mixtape no. 2 being up for download tomorrow night, once this most hectic stage is over, real life can begin. Snows in my eyes already, HAIL THE MOUNTAIN GOAT.

ps. here's a picture off of the HI Hostel website of where we're staying, for £15 a night it's got it's perks.