Vives Les Vacances!
I was one of those nerds who never took a vacation.. Or at least rarely. And when I did, it was go to race bikes in the States or train on my bike and then go to Balconville.
But for the past two years, I have gone on vacation, REAL vacation. You know, where you actually leave to go to a beach and sit and do nothing and actually disconnect from the real world..
This year was PEI. I had been before when I was a kid and also had been back to work a contract there.. in the middle of February. Man, it was cold.
We rented a little cottage. Dirt cheap at $400 for the week.
One thing I did notice that PEI had over us was their recycling program. Other then just recycling the usual stuff, they also compost. Composting is something I have been doing for over a year now but it was cool to see that PEI does it province wide.
The next interesting thing I witnessed on vacation was PEI’s use of wind power. Given all of the fuss in the local papers here in Montreal regarding wind power, especially the proposed park in the Brome, allow me a few comments.
After having read the papers for the past few days regarding these things and the severe rejection that some residents of the Eastern Townships have for these windmills, it essentially comes down to one thing: the looks. Some people just don’t like the looks of them. Period. They can prattle on about the sound of them, what it might do to their property values, etc.. but at the end of the day, what really bugs them is the looks.
I rented a cottage for a week and I stared at them for a week. Personally, I found them rather beautiful. To me, it was a sign of sustainable, non polluting energy. But then again, I’m a Montrealer who stares at tall buildings all day.
As for the noise? We drove right up to one and stood directly under it. A massive windmill. Winds that day were gusting to 60 km/h and that windmill was spinning like a top. Does it make noise? Yes, but nothing compared to what some say. Truth is, the wind was much louder then the windmill. You had to listen carefully to hear it.
Coming back into Quebec and I joked to my girlfriend as we crossed into Quebec to “hang on, it’s gonna get bumpy from here on end”. As we get into the city and listen to the radio it’s only then that we hear that the entire down town core is being held up by telescopic poles.
How poetic.
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