Time Immortal

The Jamboree continues to go very well — meeting lots of people, and doing more badge trading than I had thought I might. My achievements include obtaining a Swiss scarf and an Irish scarf, more by happenstance than anything. I seem to have made a couple of good friends in a pair of Swiss Rovers (well, the equivalent thereof) that I’ve been working with constantly since I began at the Faith and Beliefs event, which is good because I find that having one constant, friendly presence that one can rely on day in and day out provides a meaningful anchor for the rest of the day.

I’ve taken way too many pictures (probably in excess of 500 as of this moment), but of course they are all in RAW format and so are unsuitable for posting at present. Editing will commence when I get back to Canada and my Lightroom-equipped computer.

I’ve latched on to a bit of a cold, unfortunately — likely a function of the humidity and the rather pronounced temperature shifts between daytime and night. To go from “sweltering” to “I can see my breath” in the span of four hours can’t be good for the system. The lack of sleep isn’t that great either.

Grace noted, in a comment on my last post, that there was a time in which I thought that it would be just fine to remain in Canada, and even then just Alberta, all my life — no travel necessary. Having been in England for just over a week now, the opposite problem seems to be emerging…were I any more impulsive than I already am, I would be tempted to never leave this place. It’s so amazing here…and for someone like me, who drinks in tradition with the same enthusiasm with which he drinks a good port, it’s almost a little slice of heaven.

(But not to worry, love…as awesome as it is, getting married to you will be more awesome still, so I feel no actual temptation to skip the flight home, and I’m still very anxious to see you. I do miss you so.)

That’s about it for now — we’ve had three days without rain, and the temperatures have been climbing. Were this Alberta, I’d say that the sky indicates a coming rain, but we’ll see how well that prediction holds up in the morning.

Also…wow, does this site ever look horrible in IE7 running on Windows Vista. Damn Microsoft.

And I see that Barefoot has linked to me again for some strange reason, in a post that concerns…something about epistemic nihilism (about as fictitious a concept as atheism, I’d imagine). I’m sure he’ll show his usual ability for kindness toward religious belief in its text. Either that or he’ll be clinging to the delusion that he beat me in a debate…either way, it’ll be entertaining to read, I am sure. But not right now.

Funny guy, that Barefoot. One wonders…given how admittedly intolerant and vitriolic toward religion that he is, it seems to be the pinnacle of frightening to imagine how he might treat his own child were said child to come into some manner of religious faith. Daddy might suddenly become rather…ah…”intolerant” toward the fruit of his own loins. But I suppose that’s the eternal flaw of a purely epistemic worldview — compassion disappears as swiftly as the English sky develops clouds.

I’ll read his post when I get back, I think…it’ll be something easy to chew on during a lunch break at work. That and Jamie wants to send an email, so I should probably turn over the computer.