Not the Mac

Since we returned to Calgary, my travels have been restricted to one place - Fort McMurray. Given that Fort McMurray is what it is, I was pretty excited to find out that my next field trip would not be to the "Big Mac" (as my father says). So, now here I am in Cranbrook doing geotechnical geophysics, enjoying my giant hotel room (it may be bigger than my house) and loving not being in the frozen north. There are no seismic workers wanted to tell me about their gambling problems at the dinner table, I don't have to share a bathroom and dinner tonight was not porkchops and mushroom gravy. Not that the frozen north is all bad but change is certainly good!