Voyages, voyages, voyages...

So, tuesday, there was a tornado in Stony Plain, which is just besides Edmonton. Here's what happened.

At 4pm, someone comes in, tells us: Ok, there's been a tornado in Stony Plain!!!!

Immediatly, everybody gets on their phone, all the phones start ringing, you know, like in the movies? Then we quickly get in cars and go, go go!

Here's what's going on in my head: remember in Godzilla, Twister, and all those american movies where there's a catastrophe and there's a reporter there just doing her job and braving the danger,and she takes all sorts of risks and at the end she's a hero? That was me! Or so I thought.

Actually, the tornado was looooong gone when we got to the small town. It had hit the ground God knows where and no one had seen anything. They had all just heard it on the radio! And we were hungry, and we had worked all day, and couldn't really go back to the office until we actually found someone who had seen something...

Ugh.

Anyways, so much for braving the danger.

PS - Walid, I didnt call you that night for your birthday because I got home late. But you know, I risked my damn life that day, I was a freaking hero that day, I was a superstar that day, I was so brave, I was so important, so listen, gimme a break ok! JK, I love you.