Go Ahead and Haunt Me

My life has been a series of adventures with some misadventures thrown in for balance. I’ve been kidnapped, held hostage, chased by a woman with a knife, and accosted by a pervert on the bus.  I’ve lived through death, a car accident, a flood, I have a knack for attracting strangely curious people, and if there’s an adventure around waiting to happen, you can bet that I will attract it.  Most of these incidents end peacefully, and all of them are fodder for future blog posts, or stories, or both.

I usually don’t get advance notice to prepare for these adventures, that’s why my upcoming adventure is so exciting, I can look forward to it.  Tomorrow I start my journey towards Winnipeg, Manitoba, and believe it or not, I am spending a week in a haunted hotel, how thrilling is that.

One block away from its Union Station, the Fort Garry Hotel was built in 1913 by the Grand Funk Pacific Railway and has stately charm but that’s not all it’s got, you guessed it, it has ghosts.  A tragic story indeed, and the ghost of the wife is said to not only haunt room 202 but also to roam the halls in a hooded gown.  There are also accounts of staff seeing blood drip down the walls when entering the notorious room, and of a male apparition at the foot of the bed, and in the dining room.

As the story goes, a young couple checked in to the Fort Garry but never checked out, the husband died in a car accident, or coach accident, depending on which version you read, and the wife, being completely devastated by the death of her husband, hung herself in the closet of room 202.

Folklore? Maybe, but I’m looking forward to finding out for myself, and you can bet there will be a blog post if I encounter either of the ghosts that supposedly haunt the majestic hotel.  I would even welcome a stay in room 202, given the chance, yes, I’m strange like that.  Winnipeg, here I come!

Love you all!

Luc