Stardate, 2016. We start off for… hold up. I have a confession. I am not a Trekkie. I owe no allegiance to the myriad TV iterations, although I am fond of the original mid-’60s series and their subsequent big screen adventures (except for The Final Frontier—I am reasonably lucid). However, this particular voyage is co-captained by my wife, Michelle, who has a deep fondness for the original gang and their follow-up crew of The Next Generation (which I don’t like, and yet she still married me). She can identify scenes by hearing orchestral movements from the series and the films. In short, she is a Trekkie (and yes, I asked her permission to call her that—I’m not insane).
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Okay, let’s try this again. My wife and I leave the big city of Calgary, Alberta behind for a day trip to visit the Trekcetera Museum, located