O Canada

Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Next week I'm being flown to Canada for a job interview. I'd rather work locally, but the fish aren't biting and I've got a mortgage to feed. I love exploring and adventure, so I'm thinking this could be a good thing. I've always wanted to see the aurora borealis, hopefully the aurora gods will smile on me.

I'm going to the English-speaking Canada, which is good because I'm Frenchplegic. After three years of Spanish in school I took a semester of French and never went back. Even so, I've had two miscommunications already. I was expecting a call at 4pm and it came at 3pm, but that was no biggie because I half expected it, knowing they were a time zone ahead of me. (Time zones are evil.) Then today I asked how the weather was, and I was told it was 23 degrees there. brrrrr! So I dug out my heavy coat and my gloves and then I realized: she didn't mean Fahrenheit. 23 deg C ain't bad.

Bulletins as they break...


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