there were so many people there to celebrate with us, all there for hugh, because hugh really is amazing. i have so much time, love and respect for that boy. i am incredibly proud to have such awesome brothers, and they were basically at their best that night. even at their silliest they are a billion times cooler than i will ever be. basically i just brag to everyone about how cool they are and funny things they've said, and hope that i can be vicariously cool through them. mostly, that works.
the next day, minus scully, evan and andy, we went back to mum and jons and drank our way slowly through a good portion of his homebrew. quality couch time with stu, hugh and cam was basically the perfect end to a perfect weekend of steady drinking.
i like armidale, but i don't love it, and as a place the reason i want to be there is the people, and the two houses they live in. it seems a little colorless compared with the mountains and the snow and the life i live in whistler. but maybe i'm just not ready for armidale yet.
it was hard and horrible to say goodbye to the people: the brothers, the parents, the step-parents, the step-siblings. i don't really know when i'll see them again. but you have to do it i suppose, say goodbye, and try not to think about it too much... denial: the ultimate coping mechanism.
so i guess really what i learned by being in armidale, the place where i spent the first 18 years of my life, (if you've made it all the way through this increasingly lengthy post i applaud and thank you) is that home is where your heart is. my heart lies in the mountains of british columbia, for now, and there's nothing to be done.
nothing at all.