Monday, December 26, 2011

Adventures In Journalism.

I'll say one thing. This job is a real adventure. On any given day, you never know where you'll end up. The other day, I got to go on one of these.
Cool, right?

Then, that same evening I was at a fancy Christmas party for the local architects' association. And of all the people I'd run into there, I met my former nemeses employers, (former) Bossman and (former) Bosslady.

(former) Bosslady played it cool, but (former) Bossman was a little surprised to see me there. I took the high road and refrained from my whole "BOOYAH!!! In your face, motherf*cker!" routine I'd always fantasized about. For good measure I interviewed him too.

Then, earlier this week, I had to go look at a landslide on the north coast heading toward Maracas Bay. I hadn't been in that area in a really long time. When you spend all your time in the mostly built-up areas, you forget just how tropical the tropical island you live on really is.

Then you spend an hour and a half travelling through this.
And you say, "Oh... right..."

It may look scary but it's actually really peaceful and scenic. Actually the photographer who was driving called this stretch the "scenic route". I was so caught up with the view at times I ended up sticking my phone out the photographer's car and snapping pictures like a tourist. In the end we wound up here:
I think I hear dueling banjos. No, wait! This is Trinidad. Maybe dueling steel-pans?
It was still raining and there was a light mist hanging. On one side of the road we had the mountainside rising above us. On the other side was the steep drop where the mountain continued. There was so much water flowing down the mountain from the rains it made a small river flowing down the other side.
I was caught up in the beauty of it all for a bit, but then it occurred to me that all this water could trigger another landslide. Then I wondered if there could be snakes as big as the one in the picture I posted a few days ago. That's when I told the photographer I'd wait in the car.

The next day I was back in the city checking out stores to find out how their Christmas sales were going. And I have no idea where I'll be tomorrow.

It's awesome.


  1. No idea where you'll be tomorrow? If you'd stayed where you were when you took that last picture, I'd say tomorrow you WOULDA been lost in a landslide. Now you'll just be stocking up on geeky goodies at the stores from what was left after the shopping frenzies of Christmas!


    Did I say something?

  2. So happy for you. Hopefully one day an assignment will take you to Japan.

  3. I can feel your happiness. I like that.

  4. I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took an arrow in the knee.


  5. Seriously, sounds like you landed a dreamjob.


    Just say no to any spelunking, trust me.

  6. @ Nikki: I guess that’ll have to do. Not that the whole being trapped in landslide thing wasn’t tempting and all…
    @ Nubian: Now that is a good idea. Wonder how I should pitch it?

    @dbs: Like I said, awesome.

    @AC: Guess that rules out that assignment into the limestone caves that they say is protected by a band of hidden, warlike natives.



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