I miss Nova Scotia.Posted: November 18, 2011
I specifically miss Cape Breton Island.
I spent most of September 2010 there. Did not want to leave. I was offered a job at the car rental desk when I returned my car at the Halifax airport; jokingly, I suspected later, but very likely I would have taken it. I had planned to return this past October for the Celtic Colours music festival at venues all over Cape Breton.
But in February I broke my ankle. Despite having insurance.. “good” insurance as I was repeatedly assured.. the various fishing boat payments for the various specialists weren’t covered. Between that and the copays, they sucked up every spare nickel I had.
The capper was the “physical therapist” I was forced to see. Two sessions of 20 minutes each. “It hurts when I do this.” “Well, don’t do that…!” $400 out of pocket for those 40 minutes. $10 a minute. Good god. Even Spalding doesn’t have a racket that good.
The inescapable irony is that, if I had taken that job, this would have ALL BEEN PAID FOR.
Bitter? Oh, a wee bit.