Aiight, so here we go.
So we decided that since we were in the nation's capital, it was time to do up the tourist bit, regardless of what time it was. Here we are holding it down at the eternal flame. Biggest load of crap ever, that thing wasn't even giving off any heat. (Karl, me, Lydia)
Same deal as above, except this time it's the lovely ladies (Kathleen 'n Lydia)
Me and my favourite girl from Carleton...somewhere on Parliament Hill (I think)
Lamplighting (Karl, Kathleen, me)
Here's the Queen's crew once again...at this point we were quite ready to get back in the car...Ottawa was freakin cold.
What would a roadtrip be without hitting up Quebec...keeping it real in the belle province or something like that...we wanted to bring home a flag, but couldn't find one that was ripe for the picking.
...so we settled for a newspaper instead. Too bad I don't think any of us took french past grade 9.
Gotta give the respect where it's due...our fuel for the evening.
The Queen's Crew crashing in the Walmart parking lot as we waited for store to open so we could get the film done. We were definitely the first ones there. We even caught the Walmart workers doing some weird chanting/stretching/cult/ritualistic pre-opening thing. It was pretty funny. Wish I had a picture of that.
Anyways, that was my night. I know you're jealous...I would be if I were you. Definitely a night worthy of a repeat...I'll get right on that.