2024.09.07 2000 km Later

Only about 1700 km were spent in two 10-hour-long drives from PDX to deepest darkest Canuckistan, but a few hundred km were also burned up acting as chauffeur to my EV-doubting family to and from various funeral related events.

So many bugs. Ghost is filthy enough that I think I'll take him through an automated car wash before I do a regular wash with hose and bucket and shop vac.

And I sure am not constitutionally resilient for such marathon drives any more. I feel very used up, and have been doing a lot of sleeping since getting back.

Ultimately, it was very worthwhile to make it to Grandpa K's funeral. It meant a lot to several family members to have me there. And it felt important to me to honour him properly as well, to feel like his significance in my life was appropriately prioritized.

However I can't deny that it was also a difficult social-emotional energy drain to see my family. I don't mesh with them well - both in terms of me understanding them, and them understanding me. As I told Amy, I managed to resist beating them with their own banjos.

It was good to see Dave and Bonnie, though. And to hang out with their 12th-grader Evan, whom has been too reclusive his whole life for me to have a conversation with before.

And, fuck, those twisty lonely mountain roads are just sublime driving. BC is just such a beautiful place, and the mountains echo in my soul. Along with my dad, and my Grandma and Grandpa Kosiancic.