Four a.m. Saturday morning saw me stumbling bleary-eyed into the shower. I proceeded to also stumble into: my shoes, Mike’s car (thanks Mike!), an airport, and an airplane. Somewhat energized with airplane coffee and Peak Freans cookies, I entertained myself with an episode of The Surreal Life on the back of the seat of the person in front of me. Of course, they only had the TVs on the short hop from Victoria to Calgary, and not on the three-hour flight from Calgary to Ottawa. That was followed by a 45-minute wait for my luggage.
My accomodations here at Carleton are modest, though functional. I’m in a suite with four bedrooms, two bathrooms and a kitchen complete with fridge and microwave (though inexplicably, no stove.) So far I have the suite to myself. Saturday night Angela and I went downtown. We wandered around the Parliament Buildings, and I was introduced to the phenomenon known as “bubble tea”. It’s weird to look out across a river at what is basically an extension of the city, except it’s in another province.
Today we rode the O-train to the South Keys mall, quite possibly the longest strip mall I’ve ever seen.
Keep an eye on my Flickr photo page, I’ll probably upload a picture or two from my phone.