Month: August 2009

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Internet Woes (the story of my RVing life)

I’ll be surprised if I even manage to publish this, but I’ll try. The internet here has gone from bad to worse and I can barely get on. When I do, I get kicked off within seconds. So, expect infrequent updates of this blog until I get back to civilization, unless major positive changes are made, which is doubtful. 🙁

After a year of relying on RV park internet, all I can say is it sucks and I would like to invite everyone who visits to donate a dollar to the ‘Get Rae a tripod satellite system’ fund! 😀

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RV Park Guest Etiquette (or Rae Needs to Get Some Stuff Off Her Chest)

Here are some tips to be a better RV park guest:

1) If there is a big pink sign on the door that the office closes at say, 8, and you walk in at 8:10, don’t act all huffy that the camphost won’t let you surf for a half hour and be grateful that she allows you a few minutes to send off an ‘important’ email;

2) If checking in as a group, have one person per rig go into the office to register. If you go in en mass and start talking amongst yourselves (especially in a foreign language) and keep on interrupting the check in process to ask the host questions she said she would answer after everyone was checked in don’t get huffy if the check in process is slow and/or she forgets to give you the code for the wireless internet and/or she asks you the same question more than once;

3) Don’t shoot the messenger informing you that the internet is down. Shoot the idiot who crashed the system by trying to download a massive file;

4) If the camphost is counting money, please do her a favour and let her finish, especially if you plan to launch into a tirade about the internet.

5) If you are in, say, the men’s washroom and there is a knock at the door, answer. If you don’t, you have no business yelling at the female camphost who assumed there was no one in the room since no one answered the knock, and entered to make sure the facilities were clean and the toilet paper topped up.

There, I feel better. 😀

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An Evening at Gertie’s

Last night, I met at Diamond Tooth Gertie’s the cyclists I picked up on Friday.

We ended up staying for all three shows, at 8:30, 10:30, and midnight. We were there four and a half hours! I wish I had known that it’s okay to take pictures of the shows.

The 8:30 wound up being my favourite. It’s the most ‘cancan-y’ of the three, with lots of swirling petticoats and leg kicks. The 10:30 wasn’t bad, but it was more song than dance. The midnight show was disappointing. I’d been told it was the most flamboyant and naughty show, but I found it less flamboyant and naughty than the 10:30.

What amused me the most about the evening was how many people came into Gertie’s and gravitated to my table. I didn’t realise how many folks I’m friendly with! Even Mark and Victor, the guides from the Chilkoot, walked in at one point, fresh off the Yukon River from guiding a canoe trip! Talk about an authentic gold rush experience; discussing our slog over the Chilkoot at Diamond Tooth Gerties!

I hadn’t had a night out in too long, so a couple of pints, some pizza, entertainment, and conversation were just what I needed. The best part is that thanks to my season pass, the evening only cost me twenty dollars. Of course, it helps that I didn’t gamble!

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Did I Miss a Memo?!

Did Quebec recently secede from Canada?

My request for Yukon healthcare was rejected because I did not provide sufficient proof of my Canadian nationality. I submitted a copy of my passport as proof that I am Canadian and was told that’s not good enough. They want a birth certificate! What???!!!

But that’s not what takes the cake. I promptly submitted my birth certificate and was equally promptly told that it does not prove my Canadian nationality as the certificate was issued by Quebec. What???!!!

I still have a couple of aces up my sleeve (it’s good that I know some lawyers, so an affidavit wouldn’t be out of the question), but this is ridiculous!!!

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Klondike Kate’s Restaurant

Klondike Kate’s is one of the most popular restaurants in Dawson.

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The restaurant is housed in a 1904 building that has continuously housed businesses, making it one of the oldest still operating buildings in Dawson.

Having had a very quick peek at the menu in June and finding the prices steeper than the restaurant at the Triple J, I hadn’t bothered to go to Kate’s, especially since the place is always packed. Today, I decided mid-afternoon to go check it out, figuring that it would be quiet at 3.

Service at Kate’s wound up being disappointing. I was quickly handed a menu and a glass of water, but I had to wait at least ten minutes to order when the restaurant was completely empty. The food came quickly, though, and scratched an itch that will probably never be satisfied until I return to Ottawa for a visit. I had a decent enough… falafel sandwich.

YES! There is falafel to be found in Dawson City!!! Unfortunately, it’s Greek-style falafel, not Lebanese. *sighs* What’s the difference? Thick, pocketless pita and tzatziki (Greek) vs. thin, pocketed pita and tahini (Lebanese). The falafel balls themselves were satisfying, though. The meal came with fries, coleslaw, and a pickle (an abomination, LOL!) and came to 16$ with a tip. Oh, I miss authentic Lebanese falafel sandwiches for 2 or 3$ in Ottawa! It’s time I learned to make my own, obviously. 🙂

Even though it serves falafel, I doubt I’ll go back to Kate’s unless someone treats me as my experience was so ho-hum.