It has been 10 days since I left
Vancouver for the great white north up here in Kitimat and I must say, “I miss
home!” On the day of my leaving I was scrambling to grab so many things to get
ready for camp that I didn’t really get the chance to stop and think about some
of the things I might want up here that they don’t have. For example, although
this project is worth billions of dollars we cannot seem to dish out the little
bit extra for some proper toilet paper. And you may be thinking sure I deal
with that at work and so on, but have you ever dealt with it at home and for
all your toilet paper needs for a straight period of time. Not to mention that
the food here makes for even more frequent trips to the bathroom. I also would
like a pillow that didn’t feel like it was stuffed with the toilet paper we
just discussed. But most of all I miss home and the people that comes with it.
I miss my dog, I miss my family, I miss Gamestars, and I miss my friends. As
replacements I have made a camp family; standing at the head I have Father Bob
who is another foreman up here for the mason’s and has taken me under his wing
showing me the ins and outs of life at KMP; I have a camp sister, Sara, who I
eat every meal with and is probably my best friend I have made up here; I have
several camp brothers who look out for me and go too town with me when we tire
of camp food; I even have a creepy camp uncle who is just straight up a creepy
dude all the time, but he likes to eat his meals in close proximity to me and
Sara. After dinner is usually alone time, unless there is a hockey game on,
which means I go to the gym and back to my room. Now usually at home I would
spend my week nights before bed going on reddit, but in camp we have a very
strained internet service and find it more frustrating than entertaining to go
on the internet. Luckily I find solace in the two terabytes of movies and TV
shows that I have procured completely
legally. Anyways, enough of what I miss and my attempts at filling the
voids; today is Thursday, which at KMP means we all got paid today. To me this
doesn’t really mean much to me besides the fact that my bank account now looks
a little healthier. Though for the other people here it means out to town and
get plastered and whatever else they decide to partake in. And this sucks because
as I made clear in my last post the walls of an Atco are not exactly the Great
Wall and that makes for some loud noises just before midnight, if you don’t
badge back into camp by midnight you are not allowed to work the next day until
ten am, but such is the life of a camp worker. I leave you tonight with a
picture from one of the over two hundred shitters on site and the message
boards within.
For
ever yours, Tanner ( Miss you )
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