My Canada Day
Jul. 3rd, 2003 03:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldTuesday was a fine day, but I only left the environs of the house at 5:20, when I caught a taxi down to the Confederation Centre in order to meet up with Erin, Allan, Mariève, and others for another meeting regarding The Importance of Being Earnest. Among other things, I'll be taking the role of the butler Merriman, assembling some documentation, and whatnot. The event broke up at 6:30.
I decided that I need to relax. Accordingly, I went to three different bars in Charlottetown to have some drinks--two cocktails (a Nutty Irishman and an Orange Dream) at 42nd Street, a glass of the house white wine (Sawmill Creek vintage) at Café Diem, and a Hawaiian Punch cocktail at Fishbone's. (I also ate a "chocolate bowl," a bowl made of Belgian chocolate filled with some kind of citrus ice cream at 42nd Street, and had three raw oysters at Fishbone's. The chocolate bowl was free since the ice cream melted; the oysters, unfortunately, weren't.) There was a brief positive effect, but, unfortunately, it didn't last until I met up with the others on their return to town at 8 pm.
The fireworks were wonderful. Dave found a vantage point near the Charlottetown Yacht Club building, adjacent to the Harbourfront complex, and we sat and chatted. It was interesting to compare grad school notes with Joni. I was impressed by the differences between the speeds of light and of sound; the fireworks exploded, and a second or two later the gunshot sounds reached us. Ah fun.
I decided that I need to relax. Accordingly, I went to three different bars in Charlottetown to have some drinks--two cocktails (a Nutty Irishman and an Orange Dream) at 42nd Street, a glass of the house white wine (Sawmill Creek vintage) at Café Diem, and a Hawaiian Punch cocktail at Fishbone's. (I also ate a "chocolate bowl," a bowl made of Belgian chocolate filled with some kind of citrus ice cream at 42nd Street, and had three raw oysters at Fishbone's. The chocolate bowl was free since the ice cream melted; the oysters, unfortunately, weren't.) There was a brief positive effect, but, unfortunately, it didn't last until I met up with the others on their return to town at 8 pm.
The fireworks were wonderful. Dave found a vantage point near the Charlottetown Yacht Club building, adjacent to the Harbourfront complex, and we sat and chatted. It was interesting to compare grad school notes with Joni. I was impressed by the differences between the speeds of light and of sound; the fireworks exploded, and a second or two later the gunshot sounds reached us. Ah fun.
