they have the worst water I've ever tasted - you can smell the jungle before you even get near it!
16.11.04
15.11.04
Mission Accomplished
My task here in Winnipeg is complete. And now I am off to the Cowtown to do some visiting and repacking.... Y E E H A W !!!!
Winnipeg is a nice enough city, with lovely neighbourhoods. All the streets are lined with grand old elms and the older homes, apartments and buildings are allowed to stay...adding to the soul and warmth of the city, unlike another Canadian city I know where such structures are bought, razed to the ground and built over, again and again.
If you happen to be in Winnipeg, and if it's not nice enough to be outside, here are my top picks for places to kill time inside:
Winnipeg is a nice enough city, with lovely neighbourhoods. All the streets are lined with grand old elms and the older homes, apartments and buildings are allowed to stay...adding to the soul and warmth of the city, unlike another Canadian city I know where such structures are bought, razed to the ground and built over, again and again.
If you happen to be in Winnipeg, and if it's not nice enough to be outside, here are my top picks for places to kill time inside:
- the lobby lounge at the old Fort Garry
- McNally Robinson bookstore
- MEC - right across the street from the office!
- Cinematheque - independent and alternative filmhouse
- any movie theatre - movies in Winnipeg are between $1.75 and $7.00 - cheap, cheap, cheap
- Mondragons - a radical bookstore-slash-coffeehouse with a vegan menu, fair trade coffee, regular discussions and film/doc showings. Excellent food and scrumptious chocolate chip cookies.
That was Winnipeg.
8.11.04
A Bed Time Story
One night George W. Bush is tossing restlessly in his White House bed. He awakens to see George Washington standing beside him.
Bush looks up and asks, "George, what's the best thing I can do to help the country?" "Set an honest and honourable example, just as I did," Washington advises, then fades away.
The next night, Bush is astir again, when he sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving silently around the bedroom. Bush calls out, "Tom, please! What is the best thing I could do to help the country?" "Respect the Constitution, as I did," Jefferson advises, and then dims from sight.
The third night sleep still evades Bush. He sees the ghost of FDR hovering over his bed. Bush lowers his voice and asks, "Franklin, what is the best thing I could do to help the country?" In that golden voice of his, FDR replies, "Help the less fortunate, just as I did," and then he disappears.
Bush still isn't sleeping well the fourth night. He tosses and turns until suddenly another figure moves out of the shadows. It's the ghost of Abraham LIncoln. "Abe," Bush pleads, "What's the best thing I can do right now to help the country?"
Lincoln pauses, then replies, "Go see a play."
Bush looks up and asks, "George, what's the best thing I can do to help the country?" "Set an honest and honourable example, just as I did," Washington advises, then fades away.
The next night, Bush is astir again, when he sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving silently around the bedroom. Bush calls out, "Tom, please! What is the best thing I could do to help the country?" "Respect the Constitution, as I did," Jefferson advises, and then dims from sight.
The third night sleep still evades Bush. He sees the ghost of FDR hovering over his bed. Bush lowers his voice and asks, "Franklin, what is the best thing I could do to help the country?" In that golden voice of his, FDR replies, "Help the less fortunate, just as I did," and then he disappears.
Bush still isn't sleeping well the fourth night. He tosses and turns until suddenly another figure moves out of the shadows. It's the ghost of Abraham LIncoln. "Abe," Bush pleads, "What's the best thing I can do right now to help the country?"
Lincoln pauses, then replies, "Go see a play."
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