I wish them all the best, may once again we all find time in between our busy schedule and get together and remember our old days.
0. A cOOl link about Persian Wedding and its tradition for those who wish to read about it in English:).
1. Narges sent me this following link. very cOOl link. It is a must see Link: Heart...
2. Almost until last night I did not feel that there was Olympic games going in Atens! This is the most important and colorful event of this year and not much of coverage on Iranian TV channels.
Finally, a Gold metal with Rezazadeh. This guy is something different from all others. He pulled up 264.5 Kg in clean and Jerk that seemed to me he is pulling up nuts!:) good for him with 26 years old. Now who is making jokes about Ardebilis and Turks;).
3. A sad news. Sir Godfrey Hounsfield a British electrical engineer whose work in creating the computerized axial tomography scanner, the CAT scan, a diagnostic tool used in hospitals worldwide, won him a Nobel Prize, died Aug. 12 at New Victoria Hospital in Kingston upon Thames, England. May his sould Rest In peace.
4. I was cleaning up my directories and came across this story of my trip to Quebec for white whater rafting. I would like to put it up to remind of our camping trip:).
here we go:
First, I would like to thank Guillermo (my friend), who wrote the comprehensive list of stuff that we may take by ourselves for the camping and rafting trip and remind us to take some wool and warm cloths besides other things required!
The trip started rolling by Saturday morning around 7:00 am. The original plan was 6:30 a.m., however, Lenie called in around 6:30 a.m. and said that they will be late because they had difficult time loading on their bicycles on the car! So, I waited in solidarity of my apartment building looking at the door for their arrival! They came about 7:05 am and we jump in and after a short negotiation about where to put my baggage and belongings (since there was not enough space) my belonging were split between two cars!
The next step was in Toronto, York Mills subway station where we had to pick up anxious Vay, who seemed to be ready to claim the mount Everest as soon as we arrive there! Or on the other hand, tired of waiting for half an hour extra of what she was promised!! In any case, she jumped in and we got ready to move towards our destination in Land of francophone Canadians, in Quebec! Everyone who went was Guillermo, Lenie, Vay, John, Brett, Lenie’s friends, Allen, Paul, Elaine and J.R, and myself.
Destination was close to a city known as Hawkesbury. It was right on the boarder of Ontario and Quebec! On our way to camping area we had couple of stops for releasing pressure from our bladders and have some food and starch our body for sake of humanity and our bones!!!! The most significant event happened when we realized that our map does not provided any information beyond the province of Ontario. That means from Ontario to our final destination we had to be on our own!! Therefore, as soon as we got to Hawkesbury, a town that was close to our destination we needed to find out about the Main Street! I suggested that we stop by a convenient store and I would do the honor to ask the direction to the rafting place! So, I stepped into the local convenient store in Hawkesbury. I realized the cashier and I lacking one major setback between us; and that was not knowing the common language that was spoken by me or him!!! You may ponder what do I mean? Indeed, the cashier could only speak French and I could only speak English, as if we are from two different countries!! I asked the direction for Main Street and he kindly with sign language and body motion showed me that I had to go straight and turn at the next immediate red light! However, the turning motion was with a strong lower body motion (i.e. dancing) and a sound of 'urrr' and turning their body in the direction that they're telling you to turn!!
The first night we didn’t really do anything significant, just setting out our tents and just usual things that someone would do in short camping trip! Hanging out by the main fire with some of the rafting guides and talking to people who went rafting that day. Lenie got really drunk the first night! She punished herself by not eating, though, drinking a lot! I think she got angry with Guillermo! That resulted in a night stay in Hawkesbury newly designed hospital!! Apparently, she was dehydrated! A doctor kept her over night and gave her Intravenous Serum! Probably, I should mention about how John carried Lenie to the car! Because Lenie was unconscious, she was kept on the forearm of John and her body was almost all over and some turning and pushing resulted to have her head hit to couple of trees and cars chassis! Probably that made her even more unconscious than she has already been!!! She still managed to go along with us rafting on the next day which was Sunday! Another funny event in the first night was around 4:00 am while most of people were asleep! There was this really annoying guy who was singing just for the sake of being annoying and feeling good about himself!! and then he needed something to chant so he started yelling 'GO LEAFS GO' (Leaf is a famous Toronto Hockey team;) and much as I would join in during a hockey game, that's not what I want to hear when I'm trying to sleep around 4 am!
Sunday was the rafting day. Lenie's friends opted not to go and went to Montreal! It was a cold day, the air was probably about 9 or 10 degrees Celsius and water was not anything more than 8 degrees Celsius! We were the only ones who needed the briefings in English. The rest were all French speaking groups! We got geared up with wetsuits, lifejackets, paddles and helmets at the camp, then we hopped on a bus for about 40 minutes. We almost got our necks and bone broken when riding on a school bus that had been suspension-less and was like a solid iron! The road was very much broken and no asphalt was properly applied on it! We finally got to the lake and unloaded the rafts. We were given a short briefing get ready to get in the boat. You are kind of stuck in this spot between fight and flight. Once you’re in the boat, that is it, it's fight all the way. We had a really cool guide, Anne, who told us there’s not really a place to drop someone off where it would be convenient to pick them up later!! She told us there was a guy once who just wanted off, but he just had to bear it out! During the runs there’s a guy on shore who takes pictures and videotapes so we were told to 'smile to the left.'
After the first run and after lunch a few groups declined the second run, but we all went again. The second time you were felling a bit braver and willing to try different things. We were 2 for 2 and no one fell into water!! (Yopi J) but some people in other boats went in by choice! Probably the funniest part of our rafting occurred when we were trying to rescue some dude from water and we stuck on the rocks and the boat would not move!! Everyone was jumping up and down and still no motion!!!! Finally we all moved to the one side of the boat and slowly the boat went on its way! If you wonder what happened to that guy who we wanted to rescue, sorry! We couldn’t take him out of water; he went with the water current and was picked with other boats!
The annoying thing was, we headed back to camp looking forward to a nice hot shower then we got there and there's no water pressure and it's lukewarm so that's always exciting.
The night arrived and we were told that we should get tickets for dinner. However, john and Brett came to me and told me that there is no dinner for us since our package we purchased is different from all other people who were there!! They said we should go to the closest city and get food! Once again my charm and good-looks (Zereshk!!) came to play and I talked to Jill (one of the organizers) and Anne (our rafting guide) and persuaded them to give us the tickets for the dinner!!! Everyone was quite amazed. “Empty everyone’s place (i.e. jaye hamegi khali)” we got a lovely dinner!
After dinner there was a video presentation and we could see that some guides were telling their groups to back-paddle when they hit a wave so they would fall in for sure, luckily Anne didn't do that to us.
At night, we started our own fire and enjoyed a cozy gathering around the fire with some deep conversation, where as usual I spoke the most and sang for the guys the folk song of “ MikhAm Beram Koh Shekare Aho, Hay Leili jan hay Laili jan tofang man ko!” In two distinguish versions! One as it is sang in Persian (mellow, relax tone) and the second one was sang with some influence of Rap music!!!!(Imagine that!!) A guitar was borrowed from a tent beside us and we played the same Persian song and people sang along with me!!!!!!!!!
Late night when our gang got a little weary and tired! I left them to see what was going on the other side of the camp side where tons of people were speaking in French in very loud and provocative way!! So, I walked towards them and got spotted by a few French fellows! After a short conversation, they decided that I am a cool guy and should be introduced to entire 200 French fellows who were there!!! So, we walked towards their big bonfire and I was introduced to plenty of French boys and girls from a small city close to Ottawa known as Rockland! I was told that these people were from Rockland and after a few years they were getting together! I would say that 95% were drunk!! So, after an hour and half being with them I decided I should go back and enjoy our own solitary fire! And so, my Sunday night ended there! I went back to my tent and realized, oh, my god it is cold!! It started to rain a little while I was getting ready to sleep. So, I decided to go to sleep! I wore couple of sweeter and went inside my sleeping bag and put on my hat on and hoped I would fell well soon! It wasn’t that bad, except in early morning I felt a little cold on my toes! I should mention that I had covered my face, too. So, that my breath would no moisture the air inside the tent!
The night ended there with me with lots of cloths on!! The next morning arrived and after breakfast we decided to pack and leave by noon!
You know what's annoying? When it starts to rain when you're packing up. You know what else is annoying? Trying to stuff a tent into a bag that's not a stuff sack. Will, you need a stuff sack for your tent!
I loved the trip the whole way, through the white water, the crashing waves and the freezing cold. I would definitely do it again, even in May. And from now on, I'll have fond memories when I smell rented wetsuit!
We learned that French people are loud, for a long time, late into the night, then again early in the morning. People were up singing at 6:30, then at 7:30, a guy yelled PETIT DÉJEUNER (Breakfast)! And if you tell Quebecois you're from Ontario but can't speak French, they get mad at you.
Now I’m home, I’ve had a real shower, had my dinner, and I’ll be in bed soon. And be thankful for the great old home!!!
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