It's not always this glamorous
Dec. 13th, 2007 09:47 pmI'm flying to P.E.I. tomorrow for the day in one of the RCMP's planes. I am ridiculously excited. I also have to get up stupidly early, which is less exciting. Still... I get to go up in a nine-seater, and visit the military airstrip in St-Hubert, and that's pretty cool.
They're advertising postings for telecom people to go work in Nunavut for three years, and part of me is seriously tempted to apply sometime in the future. I wouldn't be able to go now, because I'm still very very untrained, and I have a bunch of stuff going on, but in a couple of years I suspect things will have changed. The idea is attractive for a few reasons: 1) I've always wanted to visit the Northern bits of Canada and spend some time there. 2) The postings are for a maximum of three years, so it's not like I'd be going there forever. 3) There's a substantial "isolation bonus." Because, y'know, it's way the hell gone up North. I could come back after three years and likely be able to put a sizeable down payment on a house.
More this weekend, I think. Right now, my bed calls.
They're advertising postings for telecom people to go work in Nunavut for three years, and part of me is seriously tempted to apply sometime in the future. I wouldn't be able to go now, because I'm still very very untrained, and I have a bunch of stuff going on, but in a couple of years I suspect things will have changed. The idea is attractive for a few reasons: 1) I've always wanted to visit the Northern bits of Canada and spend some time there. 2) The postings are for a maximum of three years, so it's not like I'd be going there forever. 3) There's a substantial "isolation bonus." Because, y'know, it's way the hell gone up North. I could come back after three years and likely be able to put a sizeable down payment on a house.
More this weekend, I think. Right now, my bed calls.