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Well, my hair has weathered being slept on (quite nicely, in fact) and now my attention turns to packing for a weekend away from home and away from my computer. (I think I'm an addict. Three days seems like a long time not to be online!)
This weekend I head to (drum roll, please) the thriving metropolis of Stellarton, Nova Scotia and the Heather "Motor Hotel"--that one had me laughing for a while. Did we not invent the term "motel" to avoid just such monstrosities of signage? (Anyway, check it out at www.heatherhotel.ca.)
Now the Heather has a secret, I'm told. No, it's not that the hotel has a lovely view of the TransCanada highway, though this is true. Hence the "motor" part, I suppose. (I can hear it now: the "Traffic Lullabye.") No, the Heather--smack-down on the Highway in Eastern Nova Scotia in the heart of Sobey-land ("Sobey's is a grocery conglomerate whose first family hails from Stellarton) and the "rural Nova Scotia" alleged to have elected our premier, John Hamm and his Conservative goverment--this Heather is suppsed to be a pretty progressive place. Unions hold their conventions and meetings there regularly. AND, it seems that Pictou County, in which Stellarton is found, has a pretty thriving queer scene: lots of gays and lesbians. Women's dances are even held at the Heather! (Could I be so lucky?)
Indeed, my trip this weekend combines the best of all those worlds (at least theoretically): I'm going for the Nova Scotia Federation of Labour's Women's Conference.
Will it be a bush-whacking weekend? Ah, probably not. But stay tuned... I get back on Sunday with an exclusive expose of the "Motor Hotel."
Posted by Bush Whacker at May 2, 2003 01:15 PMNow, if you don't get lucky there... je mange mes bottes! Keep us informed of any development... :)
Posted by: Poupoune on May 2, 2003 06:03 PM