I almost hate to mention that in a neverending cascade of unusual things that happen to me, as I was in the bathroom it seems I got lost as I tried to get out. The door to said bathroom is blocked from your vision by a bookcase used to store towels, etc, while plainly visible is another door. I might that unlike in this photo when the door id totally closed it is hidden by the bookcase. Naturally I tried to exit the second door but it was locked and sealed so would not open. As I was banging and pulling on that door the other door swung open and I realized my error. Personally I'd get rid of the door – it leads outside. Good deal if your trapped in the bathroom during a fire but I can't see any other use for it.
I am somewhat amazed given the above and the fact it is the take off point for all train trips to Churchill, the polar bear capital of the world, that people have allowed the degradation that is obviously there. It seems to be Canada's answer to the bad old Wild West of yesteryear. A lawless town from Hell. Kathy, the cabin owner, indicated it is not safe to park your car and walk the streets or trails. Any car left unattended is fair game from the local First Nation population. With that in mind I found this shot of a locked bicycle somewhat humourous.
It became known that vehicles left in the parking lot at the train station while owners journeyed to Churchill, usually for a few days, were either vandalized or stolen. The mayor owns a trailer in a park nearby and was allowing people to park there for their trip north to Churchill. How can this happen? How bad must things be that something that could generate revenue for the town has gone so far off the rails (arr arr)?
We were greeted at the city's south end by “The Miner” statue. It was erected in 1981, the year of the city's 25th anniversary, to honour the men and women who daily toil in the service of the community's basic industry. It was re-dedicated “The King Miner” in 2010.
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