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[Jul. 7th, 2009|03:46 am] |
So, as I was saying, I just got back from Victoria, which is in Canada. I happened to be there for 'Canada Day', and I went down to the harbor to see the fireworks. I was impressed by how many patriotic Canadians there were. I mean, everyone likes to see fireworks, and there are huge crowds in the US for July 4th, but it seemed to be like the Victoria residents were much more enthusiastic about their country than the typical BBQ attending, fireworks watching Americans are. A lot of people were wearing Red and White clothing, and not just the weird people. There were piles of very attractive, young, hip Canadians that were wrapped in red and white maple leaves fervently supporting their country. Maybe it's just that the Canadian flag only has two colors which, while a tad garish, you can make a reasonably matching outfit with. The US flag has three primary colors and there is no way to effectively put together a matching outfit that combines red white and blue without looking like a total dork. Maybe Betsy Ross should have taken that into account...
Oh, and I remember now why I wanted to live in Victoria all those years ago. Turns out I had a ice hockey game (kinda like foosball) that I played all the time. It came with a very detailed plastic Stanley Cup trophy that, like the real trophy, lists all the previous winners. I noticed that going back pre-1940 or so, it was all teams I'd never heard of from cities I never heard of. Seems that back before WWI places like Kenora ON and Dawson City YT actually had teams playing for the Cup. I found the idea that tiny towns no one had ever heard of once competed at that level. For some reason I became fixated on the fact that a team from Victoria won a number of times back then, and decided I wanted to live there in some kind of support for a team that hadn't existed in 70 years. I was a pretty weird kid. |
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