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How I spent my August long weekend
This weekend I went with Chris and Sean on a rafting/camping trip near Princeton. The rafting and the camping and the drinking was all wicked. Lots of good food, lots of beer. It was a rowdy, drunken couple of days and we all had a great time. However, the great time notwithstanding, it was a hell of an ordeal just to get to the campsite.
Originally we wanted to leave by 9:00 AM so we'd get there by noon at the latest. However, we were all hungover and tired from a party at Sean's place the night before, so we were a little late. We finally left at about 10:30. Then, by Chilliwack Sean, who was driving, was starting to fall asleep. A quick trip to a gas station to buy Jolt cola and sandwiches and we were on our way again.....for awhile. Just a few miles inside Manning Park Sean's car lost all power and we quickly went from cruising at 110 km/h to stalled on the side of the Hope/Princeton Highway. Now, what's frustrating about this, is that Sean's car is almost brand new with only 8,000 Km's on it.
To top it all off, none of our cell phones were within service range. So there we sat, stranded, and nobody would stop and help us out, despite the signs/pleas-for-help we had stuck on the back of Sean's car. In 2.5 hours, only 2 people stopped. Then finally a cop came and got us a tow truck. Sean has a Honda roadside assistance package so the tow truck was free - but he would only tow to a Honda Dealer....in chilliwack. So he took the car to chilliwack while the 3 of us sat, with all our camping stuff, at a gas station waiting for help to arrive. Help came about 45 minutes later when my dad and Grandpa came and brought us a car. Luckily for us, my parents were a short distance away in Harrison, visiting my Grandparents. So we were finally on our way, turning a 3 hour trip into a 7 hour one. But it was worth it because it was a fun weekend.
Then today happened. My brother lost his wallet, including his credit card. Somebody found the card and proceeded to use it 11 times at places like Petro-Canada, Pizza Hut, and 7-Eleven. I would've bought more expensive stuff, but apparently this guy's a moron. Soon though, he'll be a moron with a black eye and no bike to ride. Let me explain....
After finding out where he used the card, my mom and brother did some detective work, and after talking with people at many of the places the card was used, they now have a description of the thief. And the people at the Shell gas station near my house mentioned he rides his bike there every morning to get a coffee. So that's where me and Chris will be tomorrow. Now, we aren't going to beat the hell out of him, as much as we'd love to, because this isn't worth getting arrested for or anything stupid. We just want to get a look at the guy and maybe scare him a bit. I also want to steal the thief's bike, just for fun. Stealing from a thief....Ah, the irony. I'll keep you posted if anything happens.
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