I spent most of last week in Canada. Thunder Bay is a beautiful little town that is perched on the rim of absofuckinglutely nothing to the north. ( This comes from the nice lady at Frank’s Laundromat. ). Apparently between Thundery Bay and Hudson’s Bay to the north are bear, moose and black flies the size of a 1959 Volkswagen.
The town is sweet and clean, the people friendly and inviting. Stagehands can be the surliest folks on earth, but the stagehands in Thunder Bay were fun and professional and inviting. What a treat to visit that place.
I missed seeing a few moose that our tour coach apparently sped by. Pity, that. The tiny hamlet of Porquois Junction ( Just outside of Iriquois Falls ) was filled with fairly drunken music fans. We worked a venue that is an ice hockey rink for most of the year. ( Based on how darned far north we were, I suspect that there is a lot more hockey than live music at this place ! ).
I’ve never been groped when working in a crowd, but my god I was that night. It’s amusing and unnerving and ultimately somewhat distasteful. I knew I was being groped by beer and a woman, not by a woman. ( she was no lady. trust me. :eek: )
Ottowa is just so pretty. Pity we didn’t have a day off, I would have loved to have explored the place.
I get to see London and Windsor in the coming week or so. Can’t wait. What a lovely place !!