We found ourselves in Ottawa, which I later found out was the capital of Canada. Who'd a thunk it? I thought there was a bunch of old buildings there for a reason.
And people were speaking English again, bygods. We must have left Quebec at some point and ventured into Ontario. Although less 'sexy' and foreign than Montreal, I must say that Ottawa has got it going on. During a hearty walk-about the city, I experienced tons of historical landmarks, statues, and sweet new modern buildings, as well as great pubs with open patios where you can drink hearty Candian lagers outdoors. I experienced a few too many of these pubs apparently and ended up passing out back at my hotel room for a good chunk of the day, good times.
All the while, people across the world were in Church awaiting Jesus's rebirthday or something. I am not really sure about the true meaning of Easter, and am lazy enough when it comes to my own religion. When it comes to others I have an attention span the size of Sandra Bullocks capacity to act (which means it is nonexistent).
Just kidding about Easter, I do know exactly what it is all about and this blog is not intended to spark religious debate (that's what the family dinner table is for). As far as Sandra Bullock, I wish I was kidding but the Blind Side seriously blind sided 2 hours of my life and I want them back.
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