Earlier this week, Ottawa had some big news… the Rideau Canal Skateway was opening! I’ve been in Ottawa over 7 years now and hadn’t yet skated on the canal (though I have skated on the canal before when visiting Ottawa many many years ago in my early 20s). A couple of years back, I purchased skates from Decathlon and was eager to try them out. But a couple of winters with mild weather, and my own laziness and procrastination, delayed this test.
Which brings me to today. I was determined. I fetched out my skates from the storage room in the basement, messaged a couple of friends, and before long, I was on the ice at the Lisgar entrance to the canal.
And what a fun way to spend an afternoon. I loved seeing people of all ages, backgrounds and skill levels. Individuals, couples, friends, and families. All enjoying an activity many Ottawans love. I suppose I can include myself among these individuals. I may have moved to Ottawa slightly begrudgingly, but it really has become home now. I hope to continue tapping into what Ottawa has to offer. Better late than never :).
Almost 4 years ago, I packed up my Toyota Corolla and drove from Milton to Calgary with my mum and brother. I remember arriving in Calgary after four days thinking, ‘I will never do that drive again.” As amazing as the Canadian landscape is (especially Northern Ontario), it’s a long drive!
Fast forward to a few weeks ago. I was having lunch at the hospital with Paul and he says to me, “Want to drive to Ottawa with me and Charlie?” Charlie is his dog. You see, Paul decided to go east to complete a post-doctoral fellowship in Ottawa, which means he and his family were leaving for the next little while. What an exciting opportunity for them!
“Sure! Why not- it’ll be fun :)”
And that was that… ROADTRIP!
Yes, I have had quite a bit of time off lately, but in truth, I knew it would be a fun experience and I was happy to help out. Inevitably, there would be tons of laughter, and it would be great quality time spent. And let’s be honest, who wouldn’t want to be graced with my company for 5 consecutive days? đ
Charlie, Me and Paul heading to Ottawa
So at 10:30 am on Saturday, Paul, Charlie and I were off. Of course, no road trip is complete without a Tim’s stop for timbits, and that’s exactly what we did. Then it was time to hit the TransCanada highway, eastbound. Two rules were established at the beginning: 1) silence was okay and didn’t need to be filled with talking at all times, and 2) farting in the car was to be followed immediately by opened windows. This pretty much set the stage for the epic roadtrip of 2013.
Husky the Muskie in Kenora
The drive began with much excitement and chatting; Charlie was trying to figure out what was going on, and energy levels were up. By the end of the trip, we were exhausted; Charlie stretched himself lazily over a pillow; and we were all eager to reach Ottawa. Overnight stops along the way included Regina, Dryden, Wawa, North Bay, and then Ottawa, and the journey ended up being about 3630 km.
The Terry Fox monument in Thunder Bay
There were monument stops as well: the largest teepee in Medicine Hat, Husky the Muskie in Kenora, the Terry Fox monument in Thunder Bay, a massive Canadian goose in Wawa, and the Big Nickel in Sudbury. And the trip had no shortage of wildlife- many deer, both alive and dead; moose; a weasel/mink/ferret; and a dead beaver.
Dinosaurs at the Big Nickel in Sudbury
I can’t even begin to write down everything, but lots of memories were made. To preserve for posterity, I offer the following list of inside jokes so that Paul and I don’t forget them. If there’s one thing between Paul and I (and Sony, of course), it’s that jokes never ever die.
You have pet? No.(Vietnamese accent)
Kid in background playing World of Warcraft
Driving J*w. You got driving j*wed.
Ratemyselfie.com
Paul attempts to murder me in my sleep
Floating deer head
Mill trolls of Dryden
Rebounding box of wipes: “Get that sh** out of my face!” (Slaps wipes away)
Typical Ron and his suggestion to drive through Winnipeg. Go through Winnipeg, he said. It’ll be faster, he said.
Walking Charlie in the petroleum fields
Free bread at East side Mario’s
Rick awakens. “So I was right?” (about the greenery of Northern Ontario)
Dr. Rick Chinstein
“What are you waiting for?” (from I Know What You Did Last Summer)
Charlie’s Wang Hair
“Why the hell is there a dancing weasel on the highway?”
“The ebb and flow of nutrition: We should wash our water down with a chubby chicken.”
Rick tells Paul bible story. Paul over-interprets – “Joseph got c**k-blocked by God.” Rick is offended.
That girl had crazy makeup. Let’s give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she goes to clown college. She could have been so pretty.
Rick continually sings “I Will Wait” by Mumford and Sons. Rick is Mumford. Paul and Charlie are the sons.
Flash headlights to warn car about cops. Car is a cop. Helping fail.
Chuckles Mcgee. Chuckles O’Flannigan. etc…
Totes so cash.
Jokes aside, Paul is a rockstar, and I have no doubt that he will do extremely well out in Ottawa. All the best, my friend. Soak up all the knowledge you can and come back an even stronger researcher. You’ve got this!
Charlie settling in to his new digs in Ottawa. Itâs been a long few days!
Uh, do I know you?? Yeah- thatâs how much time has passed.
So we all remember my awesome friend Jen, right? She is a great fine artist living in Ottawa (you can find her website here), and she was responsible for sending me the Double Rainbow shirt of awesomeness. Well, today is her birthday, and itâs a milestone day. Happy Birthday Jen!
Happy Birthday Jen!
A few months ago, her husband Jeremy contacted me. He wanted to do something big for Jen, and he asked me: “What’s the possibility of you being in the Southern Ontario region around the time of Jen’s birthday?”. He knows that Jen and I hadnât seen each other in forever, and what a great surprise it would be if we could reunite. After discussing the details, it was decided that I would go to Ottawa directly for her birthday weekend and surprise her. There wasn’t much convincing needed-  I love surprises, and this one would be epic!  You see, I hadnât seen Jen in about 7 or 8 years, so the trip would be a great surprise for both her and me. We went to the same elementary and high schools, and we both attended The University of Guelph.  There would be much catching up to do, lots of hijinks, and many hours of reminiscing.
Hijinks: A Strange Woman offers you a cup of coffee. If you accept, turn to page 36. If you refuse, turn to page 47.
I arrived in Ottawa on Saturday morning and Jeremy was there to greet me. After a quick stop to pick up some flowers, we were off to their house where Jen was waiting.  Seven years was definitely far too long.  When she came around the corner and saw me standing in the foyer, we immediately hugged. And Iâm not going to lie: it was an emotional scene with laughs, expressions of disbelief, many hugs, and happy tears.  An epic weekend followed from there. We all talked into the wee hours of the night, shared some great meals and stories, and just enjoyed our time together.
YUM! Cheesy garlic bread⌠đ
The thing is, Jen and I are different people now, and yet everything felt the same between us. Â We would talk for hours in elementary school, and we talked for hours this weekend. Sometimes time doesnât change the fundamentals of who people are, but instead crystallizes them to who theyâve always been. A lot of time had passed. Jen and I are more mature and incredibly silly at the same time. We made similar kinds of jokes that were familiar to us, and found ourselves in shenanigans that we missed.
An ill-timed jump shot taken by a newb? Being crazy after humming âCrazy Clockâ from our high school music class? Or just prancing around Parliament Hill?? All of the above I suppose đ
Thank you, Jeremy, for orchestrating such a wonderful surprise, and thanks for a fantastic weekend. Â Jen, you are one of my oldest and closest friends, and spending the time together was priceless. I miss you already! Let’s not wait another 7 years to see each other again, Mmkay? đ
Awesome jump shot Jen!
I do enjoy a plank from time to time.
Iâm really not sure.
Stylinâ in some garden crocs. Oh no I diânt! But I did.