The problem with Mark’s deal is that we didn’t exactly leave right away. You guessed it, the flight was late. And we were sent to the de-icing station once again.
Monthly Archives: December, 2016
The date on the plane tickets we booked a little while ago is tomorrow. Christmas presents were unwrapped and now we are packing—packing for travelling. My favourite kind of packing, ever.
“Do you have any allergies? Do you follow a special diet?” I asked right away as we all do in North America. On full Canadian mode, I had forgotten a small detail. French don’t have food allergies or special diet—they have fucking principles.
Despite a tough December, Christmas Day delivered the magic we needed.
I bought a new winter parka. Now, I suspect you legitimately don’t give a damn…
For many expats and immigrants, seasonal small talk can bring mixed emotions. Indeed, many of us don’t celebrate major holidays at “home.”
It’s only later in the evening that I learned this piece of trivia: that Thursday, temperatures on Mars had been warmer than in Ottawa.
It came down to either paying hosting fees and keeping the blog online or just giving up on ten years of blogging.
“Look! It fits!”
“Mark… this was your baby hat. It doesn’t fit, it looks like you’re wearing a kippah!”
The entire table of respectable federal government employees started sharing winter misery stories punctuated by unbleeped expletives. This blew my mind.
Among the people who celebrate Christmas, religiously or secularly, there are two teams.