“Your prompt for January 19th, 2018, brought to you by my dear friend and fellow Canadian, Kerry, is “Darkness.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Kerry at her blog, “Her Headache,” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link:  https://kkherheadache.wordpress.com/” (https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/19/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-19th-2018/)  These Jots are not only my 500-words a day challenge, but also part of my  Ultimate Blogging Challenge challenge (http://ultimateblogchallenge.com).

Darkness

Darkness.  Darkness was what it was this morning when I left the house to walk down to the Harbour Air terminal in the Inner Harbour to catch my plane to Vancouver.

Darkness was what the city was still enveloped in when I reached the terminal.  Daylight Savings time, you know.  Well, not so much Daylight Savings time as Winter.  I mean, even if we didn’t change time, 7:00 am would still be dark at this time of year.  It’s the end of the day being dark I object to.  Dark when you go to work, dark when you go home from work.  I can hardly wait for March!

Darkness is a state in which float planes do not fly.

Thus, the first plane out of the city at this time of year is at 8:00am, and the last plane coming back from Vancouver is 4:00pm.  Makes for a tight day.  But a much better (and cheaper) way to get from Victoria to Vancouver when you are having meetings, etc. downtown.  Other ways to get to Vancouver include driving all the way to the big airport and taking a jet to Richmond and finding a way (cab? Bus?) to downtown Vancouver (and then back again). Or driving to the ferry terminal, waiting in a ferry line, taking a ferry for an hour and a half to Tsawwassen and the finding your way to Vancouver (driving your car, taking a bus…) probably during rush hour, since you are going into Vancouver for a meeting.  Oh, and the first ferry leaves at 7:00 am, which mean you need to get to the terminal one-half hour before it leaves (pay extra for a reservation if you’re worried you will not get on if it’s too busy).  All that as opposed to me getting up and walking for 20 minutes from our house to the Harbour Air terminal, checking in 25 minutes in advance, then a 35-minute flight downtown Victoria to downtown Vancouver, then a quick walk to the meeting.  No driving, no parking.

Of course, this doesn’t work so well if you DO have to drive somewhere else in Vancouver.  So then, the ferry is a better bet.  But anything I can do to avoid driving in Vancouver (especially in the rain, or in the Darkness) I will do!  Even flying.  On a small plane.  That is very bouncy when it’s rainy and windy (as it was today for part of the flight).

Anyway, we made it back uneventfully, and without anyone losing their lunch (as far as I could tell), gliding into our Inner Harbour, and parking smoothly at the dock.  I disembarked, once again without dropping my bags (or myself) into the water (those stairs are NARROW!!).  And, thus ended my adventure, in the Darkness once more. An adventure of flying on a float plane for the first time, from downtown Victoria to downtown Vancouver for a 6-hour meeting.  Commuting by plane, like some commute by car or by bus or by rail.

“Your prompt for January 18th, 2018, brought to you by the lovely Sandra, is “Revolt.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Sandra at her blog, “What Sandra Thinks” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link:  https://whatsandrathinks.com/” (https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/18/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-18th-2018/)  These Jots are not only my 500-words a day challenge, but also part of my  Ultimate Blogging Challenge challenge (http://ultimateblogchallenge.com).

Revolt

Revolt is an interesting word to choose as a theme for Just Jotting in January.  I’m not really sure how I feel about this word, revolt, but let’s take a closer look at it.

If I think about it for a minute, I would say you can revolt against something, like a rebellion, or a strike are kinds of revolts.  Or something can be revolting, like slimy things, or raisins.  Yeah, I don’t think of many things as revolting (well, there are some politicians out there right now I would call revolting), but raisins?  They are just wrong.

Anyway, the word “revolt” has the connotation of not liking something so much that you have to rebel against it, even if rebelling just means your stomach loses its contents.  Or maybe you just don’t agree with something to the point where you have to try to stop it.

Well, now what do I need to say?  I don’t know that I have ever actually led a revolt against anything.  Well, maybe kind of, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to talk about that here.  After all, the Internet has ears.  So to speak.  I mean, not literal ears.  Unless you count Siri.  That chick is spooky.  Anyway, leading a revolt sounds like a lot of work.  Especially when you consider that revolts don’t always work.  I mean, even if you “win”, how likely is it that things will just eventually go back to the way they were?  People have revolted against the wealthy before, but look at how things are today.  Are we waiting for the next revolt?  Some people seem to think so.  And revolts are typically violent.  It’s kind of part of the definition of the word, as in “to try to remove the government of your country using force”.

I sometimes think I should raise a revolt against those people who put raisins in their muffins.  Yes, I’m back to raisins.  Mainly because I am having a hard time today with this prompt.  But there is nothing more revolting (see what I did there?) than taking a bite of a muffin, expecting no raisins (or expecting something different altogether) and getting a mouthful of raisins.  Or cinnamon buns.  Those are the worst.  Why would anyone ruin a perfectly delectable cinnamon bun with raisins?  Back in the days when I could eat glutinous food, I would have a cinnamon bun at work.  This was back in the days I worked with friend Susan.  She would remember well me piling up raisins on a plate on the days the buns had those revolting raisins in them.  I could do nothing else.  Eating them…well, just no.

Kevin once bought a loaf of bread he thought was olive loaf.  Turned out to be raisins. Nasty surprise for him, but he should have worn his glasses to the grocery store!  He knows better now.  Raisins are sneaky and pernicious.  Yes, pernicious.  Now THAT would be a good Just Jot prompt word!  Beware of those pernicious raisins!

And now, enjoy a picture of a gang of peacocks, just hanging out waiting to cause trouble (or perhaps to revolt!)