Teenage Mutant Backseat Dancers - 11/18 UPDATE! P25 - Leaving on a jet plane

[margymas]

I guess he tried out his new tendons toom uch, cause.. darn..they broke.

ok doc says the tendons didn't heal good enough and/or broke and he has to go back in.. SOON!!! like friday!! he is hoping to either repair tendons or take some from other fingers. he siad he will still be able to use those fingers.

I asked about using tendons from the other arm, and he siad he could do that, too, but would rather not involve the other arm. nebo and I figured, with ihs luck betterto leave parts of his body untouched...

Oh no!!! More after-market parts on the poor boy. Hang in there (both of you). There is a light at the end if the tunnel - and we are fairly sure it is not an oncoming train.

 

[queenbetsey]

We have those here too... not everywhere, though.
(But even that I'd prefer on a thick crust... which usually means I'll just make it myself)

A lot of places will offer a choice between thin crust and thick
Nobody I know (up here) offers anything like a Chicago style deep dish...
which is why I wanted to try it.

Back when pizza delivery guys rode dinosaurs, there was only thin crust Pizza.
Then one day, I found (and scarfed down) a thick crust pizza.
I never looked back.

we have that here on the west coast too. we get the choice of crusts too. I would never take someone from Chicago or NY for pizza out here. it would be embarrassing to say the least.

 

[queenbetsey]

Just finished up. What a great adventure you had. I agree that the girls had a great deal of memories to share. I also agree with folks about the glass box... Not no way, Not no how. So glad to hear Elle tried and liked the coasters. as far as the no trips for a year yeah ok. You could head out here and hit six flags and the original house of mouse I mean you have a following now and you wouldn't leave us hanging would ya>

 

[queenbetsey]

We don't tend to have Pintos up here.
That's because in the winter, if it snows and a snowflake hits the bumper,
it blows up.
yeah my uncle got a hold of it in 1978 and dropped a V8 in it. haven't seen it since. yeah I am sure they roasted marshmallows over it at one point in time,

 

[MAGICFOR2]

Nebo, so sorry to hear about the setback with your hand. I hope if you meant this past Friday it went well and you are healing without too much pain.

Ponzi,

 

[pkondz]

Just finished up. What a great adventure you had. I agree that the girls had a great deal of memories to share. I also agree with folks about the glass box... Not no way, Not no how. So glad to hear Elle tried and liked the coasters. as far as the no trips for a year yeah ok. You could head out here and hit six flags and the original house of mouse I mean you have a following now and you wouldn't leave us hanging would ya>

It did turn out to be more fun and less painful than I thought it might be.

As far as leaving you hanging....

Well..... I don't want to say anything quite yet...

yeah my uncle got a hold of it in 1978 and dropped a V8 in it. haven't seen it since. yeah I am sure they roasted marshmallows over it at one point in time,

A V8 in a Pinto????

Fast and explosive. Awesome combination.

Ponzi,

Hmmmm... I'm assuming that the cheering is for me writing less, right?


And to anyone who's waiting for me to respond to their TRs,
be patient.
I'm trying to finish my mini TR. But I'll get there eventually.

 

[Backstage_Gal]

So while we wait for Nebo to either recuperate enough to peck at a keyboard with his nose,
or for him to start dictating to Smidgy...
(He told me the other day that he's spent way too much time and effort on the chapter to just let it go.)

I'll post a little mini-TR on my Halifax trip.
It'll be heavy on pictures and light on prose.

Would you please stop cheering about me writing less!!!

Sheesh.

Anyway, I'll start it tonight, might be up later... might be tomorrow... or the next day, latest.

YAY! A new Ponzi report! Please don't sell us short on your writing, it's what we love best!

 

[pkondz]

YAY! A new Ponzi report! Please don't sell us short on your writing, it's what we love best!

Well you'll be pleased to hear (and the rest of you, keep your booing to yourselves!)
that I've had to split it into two.
The first section is almost done, but I want to sleep on it before I post it.
It'll be up tomorrow.

 

[pkondz]

When ya gotta go, ya gotta go.

"I've got a meeting next month," Ruby said.
"Oh?" I oh-so-cleverly rejoined.
"It's in Halifax." She explained.
"Uh, huh." I brilliantly countered.
"You wanna come?" She asked.
I fell off my chair.

But then I picked myself up off the floor.
"Hold on a sec," I said, "I'd love to... but I don't think we can afford it.
And I probably can't get the time off, even if we could afford it."

While Ruby's work would pay her airfare, hotel and meals...
they certainly weren't going to make any provisions for me.

"Let me check how much airfare would be," I said. "But I'm sure it'll be pricey."

And I was right.
Seven hundred dollars right.
But I had an ace up my sleeve.
Maybe... and this is a big maybe... I can use my Airmiles to get a flight.

The thing with Airmiles is this:
Unless you book ten months in advance, you can't get flights to popular destinations.
And even not-so-popular destinations often have terrible route choices.
As an example, you may wish to fly from Los Angeles to San Francisco.
You can do it with Airmiles... via Chicago.
Now Winnipeg to Halifax probably isn't going to be in great demand,
but nevertheless, I didn't hold out much hope.

Ruby's meeting was on Tuesday and Wednesday.
Because of the distances involved, she would fly out on the Monday and return on Thursday.

Wait a sec... am I even able to go then? I gotta check my schedule to see when I'm working...

I checked my schedule... Hmmmm....
I was working the midnight shift on Monday, which means I'm off at seven a.m. Monday morning.
So I could fly out on Monday...
Then I'm off for the next three days... perfect!

Now let's just see if Airmiles can make the rest of this work...

There's a flight leaving Winnipeg around one p.m., arriving Halifax ten thirty p.m.
Late... but do-able.
What about the return?

Well, there were a few flights with long connections in Toronto...
But it was my birthday and I didn't really want to spend it in an airport.
There was one flight with a short stop in Toronto.
But it was leaving Halifax at five thirty... in the morning.

What the heck. So we get up stupid early. Just means more time to celebrate me!
Right?

Right.


Okay. So we can get to and from Halifax with Airmiles.
But how much is it going to cost in
taxes,
fuel surcharges,
Nav Canada fee,
airport improvement fees,
air-you-breath fee,
cost of living fee,
you-wanna-get-there-in-one-piece fee,
fee fee,
tax on the tax,
fun fee for your pleasure! fee
and pilot's incentive to get you there and not crash fee.

Grand total?
A hundred bucks.

Sold!

Looks like I'm off for a whirlwind tour of Halifax and Nova Scotia!


Monday morning, I arrive home from work around seven thirty.
I have enough time to catch a few hours of sleep before we leave.
I'm tired enough that I actually do sleep until eleven or so.
I get up, get ready, throw a few last minute items in my carrion (that one's for you Nebo),
and we're off! (So's that one.)

Ruby's got a parking pass for the airport now, so it makes flying a bit less complicated.
Now we can just take our own car and leave it there
instead of relying on the kindness of friends and family or the cost of taxis.

We get to the airport, boarding passes in hand and check in Ruby's suitcase.
I check the departure screen and am pleased to see that the flight....

Well, it's on time. But it's not going where I want it to go.
The board doesn't say Winnipeg to Halifax.
It doesn't even say Winnipeg to Toronto, where I know we'll be changing planes.

It says Winnipeg to Thunder Bay... which is about halfway between here and there.

Oh.

When I checked our flight, it said we had to change planes in Toronto.
It also said we had one stop.
I assumed that would be Toronto.
Nope. The stop was on the way to Toronto.

Oh, who cares. We're going to Halifax! Who cares if it takes all day.
It beats walking!!

When general boarding is announced, we make our way to our plane.
We'll have to go outside to board.
Before we get outside (where they don't allow photos) I take a quick pic of our chariot.



The young lady (as I get older, there seems to be more and more younger people around. Weird.)
at the exit makes a comment about "does the plane seem small to you?".

"No," I reply, "We used to live in the north."

Which means that we've flown on this plane a few times.



I've even sat in the back of one similar to this one,



surrounded by smoky forest fire fighting hoses and paraphernalia in
conditions so windy that the plane fell back two feet for every five feet it
crawled forward all while gyrating five hundred feet up and down.
I was really quite pleased with myself that day.
I had packed a plastic bag which I put to good use.


Heck. I've jumped out of one similar to this one.



So a nice big Bombardier Q400 would not be considered small in my books.

But it sure doesn't take you long to get used to the finer things in life.
What this plane did not have were seatback TVs.
Or any TVs.
The only entertainment we got was the occasional jostling from turbulence.

We land an hour and a half later in Thunder Bay.
Ruby asks me if we have to get off the plane.
I assure her that, since we are travelling on to Toronto, we won't have to get off here.
The flight attendant addresses the captives and tells us that everyone has to de-board
so they can prep the plane for the next leg.

Well, what do I know?


We dig out our carrions and camera gear and lug them out with us.
As we approach the front of the plane, the flight attendant tells someone that
"No, you don't need to bring your personal belongings, they can stay on board."

Great. So nice that you didn't mention that earlier.

Oh, well. Not the end of the world.

We wait around in the Thunder Bay airport for half an hour or so and then re-board the airplane.
In short order we're airborne again and about ninety minutes later we're landing in Toronto.

We have about an hour or so before we board again, so we grab a quick bite to eat.
In honour of Two Oddly Coloured Cats, I have some matzo ball soup.
Not bad actually.

We finish our meal and head back to our gate where they are already boarding.
They haven't called our "zone" yet so we still have to wait for a bit.
We board the aircraft.
Yay! It's a Boeing 737... with seat back TVs!

Which remained conspicuously off for the entire flight to Halifax.



We land in Halifax at night, right on time, ten thirty p.m.
So we miss an opportunity to see it from the air.
Pretty lights... but pretty meaningless, too.

We claim Ruby's bag and hop in a cab.
Apparently, the airport is half an hour from Halifax.
But it was dark... How would we know if the cabbie didn't just drive in circles for thirty minutes??
Around eleven thirty or so, we get to our hotel.
(no pics, sorry. but I wasn't planning on doing a TR)

We quickly throw stuff in drawers and hit the sack.
We both have a busy day coming up.
Mine will be fun, hers will be work.
(I wisely do not point and laugh in her face)


Tuesday morning, we are both up early.
She to get to her meeting, me to get to the car rental place and go exploring.
We both leave the room around seven thirty.
I try to suppress my excitement and appear nonchalant.
Ruby asks me if I'm constipated.


I really need to get a new facial expression.


The car rental place is only a five or ten minute walk down the street.
I really lucked out on this one.
I originally planned to rent a car from the airport upon arrival and return it when we left.
But other than the ride to/from the airport, I was only planning on using it for one day.
Ruby's work picks up the cab fares, so I'm not saving any money this way.
The price for the rental would've been $163.
But as luck would have it, there's a car rental place near the hotel.
Price for a one day rental? $47! Ka-ching!

I get to the car rental place early.
Too early.
But I spot a nearby grocery store and decide that it's a good time to grab a bite.
I find a bottle of OJ on sale and grab a muffin.
Total price for both is under two dollars.
At this rate, I'll finally be able to afford to have children!

I wander back to the car rental place, which is situated inside the train terminal.
As I approach the doors, a harried young man (See? There's another young person! What gives?)
hurries past me and bolts through the doors.

I find a convenient bench to munch on my muffin... which sounds rude, but really isn't.
At eight o'clock sharp, I wander over to the car rental office.
Can you guess who's behind the desk, trying desperately to get my order in order?

After a couple of minutes, he hands me my rental agreement and a set of keys.
I'm pretty sure it was a Chrysler 300.
Big fancy car, anyway.
I'm off!!

I always have been, a little... or maybe a lot.


My first stop Is Peggy's Cove.
Tell almost any Canadian that you're going to Halifax, or Nova Scotia
(the province within which Halifax resides)
and they'll almost certainly ask if you're going to go to Peggy's Cove.

Who am I to buck a trend?

While Peggy's Cove is only about twenty five miles from Halifax,
it takes about an hour to get there.
Once there, though...

Peggy's Cove is a picturesque little fishing village on the Atlantic coast.
While fishing and lobstering (is that a word?) were its main source of income,
tourism has now become the big draw.

The biggest draw in Peggy's Cove is its light house.
So many people come to visit the light house,
that it's often impossible to get a picture of it without a gaggle of tourists in the shot.

Not so on a cold, windy day in late October!



There were a few (maybe four?) other tourists around,
but none were stupid enough to stand out in the cold and take pictures.
Well, none except me, of course.



And since there were no tourists around, I decided to grab the opportunity to take a 'selfie'.

Which was a tad problematic.

I set up the camera on the tripod, set the timer, depress the shutter...

AND RUN LIKE AN IDIOT AS FAST AS I CAN TO THE BASE OF THE LIGHT HOUSE!!!

Yeah. And didn't make it.
I've got an awesome shot of me, with my back to the camera,
almost at the foot of the tower.

Okay. Just gotta be faster.
Set the timer, depress the shutter...

AND SPRINT LIKE A TOTAL FOOL TO THE LIGHT HOUSE!!!!

Okay, this time I got a lousy shot of the light house with some doofus
standing with his arms thrown out wide.


Perhaps moving the camera a little closer might not be such a bad idea.

Voila.



And one more, because I like it.




Frequently, busloads of visitors (not today, though) will pile out,
snap three hundred and eighty two pictures of the lighthouse,
tromp into the gift store (I told you tourism was bigger than fishing),
march back on the bus, and leave.
But there's more to Peggy's Cove than the light house.
You just have to look around a bit.

Now while I didn't have all day to explore (places to go, things to see),
I did take the time to wander around a little bit.


"Modern" lobster traps, stacked and awaiting winter storage or repairs.




Classic lobster trap.




The juxtaposition between the brightly coloured ropes and the sun bleached traps and rusted anchor
is a metaphor for Peggy's Cove itself.
Or; How to sound pretentious instead of just saying, "I like this picture."




The cove which Peggy's Cove is named for.




A Dr. Who Tardis wannabe outside the gift shop.




I did buy a couple of key chains here for the girls, since they asked for some.
But do you think I could find any in Halifax????
I guess they only come out in tourist season.


Back in the car, I headed out of Peggy's Cove on to my next destination.
I had only driven for a minute or two when something caught my eye.

I'm still not sure what made me stop.
On the opposite side of the two lane highway I noticed a slightly wider shoulder.
Since there was no other traffic, I cut over and parked.
I got out and saw an almost invisible foot trail, leading away through the bush.
I followed the trail and eventually came out on a promontory with a view of the town.
I was quite pleased with myself, but unfortunately, the pictures I took just didn't do it justice.
Ah, well. Still glad I stumbled upon this little hidden lookout.

My ultimate goal for the day (after Peggy's Cove) was to get to the town of Lunenburg.
There's a quick way to get there.
Take the main highway, of course.
But I had read that the old number three highway was more picturesque.
So that's what I took.
The direct route is about an hour and a half, while the picturesque route is maybe two hours.

I also wanted to stop in Mahone Bay, which lay between the two.


Wow. I am so glad I didn't put my faith in Betty the GPS and take the main highway.
While the main highway has a speed limit of 100KM/60MPH,
the old highway's speed ranged from 90KM/55PMH down to 50KM/30MPH.
It twisted and climbed and fell through some of the most amazing
and beautiful scenery I've ever seen.
Roughly every two or three minutes, I was telling myself to stop and take a picture.
Beautiful fall foliage blended with pastel houses and sleepy fishing villages.
My God this place is pretty.
But I knew that I had to make a choice.
And it was a tough choice, too!
Either succumb to my desires to stop every other minute and skip Lunenburg;
or continue on and just soak it in.
I chose the latter... but it was a tough call.

I really would like to go back when I have more time and really explore.


About halfway between Peggy's Cove and Lunenburg, just outside the town of Chester,
I decided to stop and grab a bite to eat.
The last thing I wanted was a chain restaurant, and this little place suited my mood.



The Islandview Restaurant & Bakery.

Zero research, completely random.
Hey! It’s got its own bakery, so it’s got to be good, right?
Plus, supposedly, a view of an island.
(BTW, the white car's my rental.)

I knew even before I walked in that I wanted sea food.
If this turned out to be a burger place, I was prepared to walk right back out.
I sat beside a window and perused the menu.
What I really wanted to try, while in Nova Scotia, was fish & chips.
But, as I may have mentioned before, Kay (my youngest daughter) and I
have a bet to see if we can go a year without eating fries.
Twenty one days, four hours and fourteen minutes to go as I write this.
Not that I'm counting or anything...


Man I want fries.


Back to the menu.
They did have one thing that I really wanted to try.
Seafood chowder.
I ordered an ice tea and a bowl of chowder.



It may not look all that appetizing, and to be fair, the chowder was a little thin,
but boy-oh-boy did it taste good!
Loaded with seafood and accompanied by a fresh baked roll???

Heaven.

I sat and enjoyed my chowder while gazing out at the ocean.
It even had a view of an island. Several in fact.
Hmmm.... Should its name then be "Islandsview"??

There was even a seagull perched on a rock just outside the window.
I must admit to being glad there was a pane of glass between me and it.
I could just imagine it hopping over and pecking at my buns.
And stealing my roll, too.

Mine! Mine! Mine!


After lunch, I drove a bit farther and stopped at Mahone Bay.
The interesting (and picturesque) thing here are the three churches
(Lutheran, Evangelical, Anglican) that sit side by side on the waterfront.





I walked around for a bit and then stopped to snap one more pic as I drove out of town.



Next stop, Lunenburg. And what makes it so special.

Running out of photo space so we'll continue on the next post.


CONTINUED NEXT POST >>>

 

[pkondz]

When ya gotta go, ya gotta go.

>>> CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS POST

Arriving in Lunenburg, the first place I headed to was...
the golf course.

Not to play golf, but because it offers a fine view of the waterfront where the Bluenose II is docked.



The original Bluenose was a fishing and racing schooner built in 1921.
It raced for about ten years, winning most races, but was eventually sold and sunk.

You can see the Bluenose on every Canadian dime.




Apparently, it's mentioned in the film O Canada at EPCOT, but I haven't seen it, so can't say for sure.

(Some day... Some day...)

The Bluenose II, an exact replica, was built in 1963.
It was later dismantled and rebuilt again, in 2013.



I must admit, that with its sails down, it's far less impressive looking.

But that's okay. The Bluenose II wasn't the only reason I came to Lunenburg.

See for yourselves.








I was particularly struck by this memorial to fishermen who'd been lost at sea.







Apparently it's a Nova Scotian tradition to stick disembodied heads on car roofs.

Or not.




After exploring Lunenburg for a bit, it was time to head back to Halifax.
Ruby was supposed to be done by four and I wanted to be there when she was done.
I had rented the car until five, just to play it safe, (traffic) but I didn't want to keep it that late.
Or keep her waiting.

I did have two more stops to make, though.
One for me, and one out of necessity, in more ways than one.

The first stop was at the Harley Davidson dealership in Halifax.
I picked up a T-shirt that I liked, as well as another poker chip.
My collection is small... but it's growing!

The second stop was for gas.
You have to return the rental car with a full tank, or pay a penalty.

Well this turned out to be a lot more fun than I'd bargained for.


Leaving the Harley store, I asked Betty (politely) to take me to the nearest gas station.
She took me in what I was pretty sure was the opposite direction I wanted to go,
but it wasn't far, so I let her steer me.
I pulled up to the gas station and noticed it was mostly surrounded by a chain link fence.
Well, the entrance was open, so I swung in.
Of the three cars we have, all have small levers on the floor by the driver's door
to open the access panel to the gas cap.
But where was the lever, or button, or whatever, on this car?
I pulled up to the pump and reached into the glove box for the owner's manual.
I couldn't find anything on how to open the gas door!
Maybe if I get out and look at it, the problem will solve itself.
It might be a simple tab you pull on to open it.

I get out of the car and the attendant approaches me.
"Uh," he says, "We're not open yet. Not until tomorrow."

Hence the chain link fence around the station.

"Can you tell me where the next closest station is?" I ask.
"Yup. Just keep going down the road for about five minutes," he says.

I drive off in search of the next station.
After a few seconds, I pull over.
Why am I driving five minutes in the opposite direction?
That's ten minutes out of my way!
I turn around and keep driving in the right direction.
I eventually again ask Betty (fairly politely) to find a gas station.
She tells me to turn around. Apparently I've just passed one, one street over.
Okay.
I do as I'm told.

Betty directs me down one street, turn right, down another street and voila!
An empty lot where I'm sure a gas station once stood.

What is it with this thing??
It takes me to a station that isn't open yet and one that's long gone???

I yell at Betty to stop kidding around and take me to a gas station.
An open one this time! I'm not kidding!

Properly chastened, she directs me to a nearby gas station and convenience store.


Now. How do I gas this thing up?
Again, I reach for the owner's manual.
Surely (don't call me Shirley) there's got to be something in there?

Nope.

I get out of the car and stare at the access panel.
More out of frustration than insight, I push the panel.

It pops open.

<sigh>


After filling the car, I decide that this is a good time to empty me.
I enter the convenience store and spot a sign for the restrooms.

Now, it's a gas station, so I'm not expecting much.
Heck, I'm just hoping for clean!
And praying for not disgusting.

The men's room is marked by the ubiquitous stick man that you see on men's room doors everywhere.
But the lady's room?






I arrive back at the car rental place a little before four and am back at the hotel minutes later.
Ruby's already in the room.
We have a dinner reservation at a place called Chives Canadian Bistro.
It got good reviews on Tripadvisor, so thought we'd try it.
The menu changes frequently so I didn't know what they'd have available.
We ordered a couple of drinks and then ordered our meals.
Ruby had a chicken dish while I ordered a market salad and a fish dish.
I think it was haddock.
Ruby said her chicken was really good.
While my fish was fine, I wasn't blown away by it.
I much preferred the chowder I'd had earlier.

After dinner we walked around a bit in the shopping area and Ruby bought a few things.
We called it a night around.... hmmm.... I think it was seven or eight when the stores closed.


While I did get to see a fair bit during the day,
sometimes the scale of things takes you by surprise.
I'd driven around most of the day and yet I'd only barely scratched the surface of Nova Scotia.

On the map below, you can see where I drove and compare that to the size of the province.



I covered barely a fraction of the province!
Definitely have to go back... with more time.

Coming up:
Things do not go as planned for my tour of Halifax.

 

[jedijill]

Wow, talk about crop dusters! Those are some tiny planes!

Those fishing towns are so pretty. Looks like you had a really fun day!

Jill in CO

 

[pkondz]

Those fishing towns are so pretty. Looks like you had a really fun day!

It definitely ranks up there.
It was nice having an agenda, yet not really worrying about it, or rushing it.

 

[mmeb144]

What a fun way to spend the day. Your pictures look amazing! The lighthouse looks pretty.

 

[pkondz]

What a fun way to spend the day. Your pictures look amazing! The lighthouse looks pretty.

I think I had a smile on my face the whole day.

 

[Worfiedoodles]

Wow, so gorgeous! Your day was excellent in every respect.

We've been to Yarmouth, but never seen anything else in Nova Scotia. I think Nova Scotia is going back on our list. We still have to make it to Toronto for my city-loving family, too!

Maria

 

[pkondz]

Wow, so gorgeous! Your day was excellent in every respect.

We've been to Yarmouth, but never seen anything else in Nova Scotia. I think Nova Scotia is going back on our list. We still have to make it to Toronto for my city-loving family, too!

Well I guess I should first say since this is your first post on the TR...
even though it's officially finished already

It really was a great day!
I wanted to get down to Yarmouth, but knew there was just no way I could swing it.

I've been to Toronto fairly often, and I like going there.
But it sure is different from Nova Scotia!!

 

[Worfiedoodles]

Well I guess I should first say since this is your first post on the TR...
even though it's officially finished already

Umm, I have been lurking along

I love your TRs, I found you thanks to Nebo!

Maria

 

[pkondz]

Umm, I have been lurking along

I figured that.
But I couldn't resist the welcome smiley!

 

[DizzneyDi]

Nova Scotia has always been one of those places I thought I'd get to one day, but since it hasn't happened yet I'm glad to get a small glimpse of it from you. I've always loved anything having to do with the sea--the history, especially. I'm one of, oh, I don't know, at least 4 people in the world who has Moby Dick on my list of favorite books! I hadn't been anywhere near the ocean in far too long but was able to swing a 4 day trip to Cape Cod back in May. It was windy and chilly (sound familiar?) but we had a wonderful time anyway, especially the day we went whale watching. No white ones spotted, but we saw many humpback, Minke and fin whales, and it was totally worth it even though we just about froze despite the bright sunshine!

So glad you decided to keep writing! Now I'm wondering what's next. Ponzi goes to Tim Hortons?? Just speculating about what kind of donut you would eventually choose would probably add a good 5-6 pages to your report!!

 

[Backstage_Gal]

So its pretty and all, but how COLD is it there now?

Sorry, tired tonight, still love you report!

You can't ever trust Bettys or Heidis or any of that ilk. They take evil pleasure in misguiding you. EVIL, I say!