On Sundays, all the stores are closed but a couple of bakeries and a bunch of bars (French can't live without a supply of booze). Even though these quiet Sundays are kind of a recurring event and a...
On Sundays, all the stores are closed but a couple of bakeries and a bunch of bars (French can't live without a supply of booze). Even though these quiet Sundays are kind of a recurring event and a...
The holidays serve as an all-purpose excuse. Spending too much money? Bof, c’est la vacances! Drinking too much? Les vacances! Eating out? Mais oui, c’est la vacances! Whatever happens, on verra en...
I’m really annoyed with Air Canada. All the flights we had the past few years had issues—mysterious delays, cancellation, overbooked flights, etc.
I mute the French anti-police slogans that automatically play in my head when I hear the word "police". Grow up, Juliette. You are no longer an angry teenager. "The police help people when they have...
While the obnoxious yet-to-be-caffeinated lady is still figuring out what she really wants from life and from a Styrofoam cup, I eavesdrop on other people’s conversations.
Before Mark, I didn't quite understand why people were using services and conveniences or paying someone to complete a task for them.
We all agree that "C" is for "car", and "D" is for "dog", but conventional wisdom is lost again at "E", which isn't for "elephant" or "ear" but "egg".
One minute, I'm saving the world, adding commas and hyphenating compound adjectives, and next thing you know, I'm trying to remember whether the daycare centre’s door opens after typing *1234 or...
This is one aspect of life in Canada I find harder and harder to deal with: everything looks exactly the same—new, in good condition—and life is so orderly that it gets absolutely infuriating.