I will never fly to Iqaluit on Air Canada ever again. With only one flight in and out per day, and the sketchy weather conditions that exist in the area, there are not enough aeroplan miles in the world to make it worth the risk of not having a plane to ride in when you thought you would. First Air and Canadian North all the way!
Double Rainbow, all the way! All the way across the sky!! What does it MEAN?!?!
We found a skull on the beach in Iqaluit. Someone thought it was a fish skull. I thought it had to be a dog skull. We weren't really sure. After a day, it was decided that it must be a seal skull. A co-worker then decided that he had to have said seal skull, and a return trip to the beach for retrieval became necessary. I suggested that he plant the skull somewhere in amongst his bedding for the hotel staff to find, but I don't think he had the heart to do it. As far as I know, the skull - which was not quite de-meated, if you catch my meaning - should currently be resting in and amongst an ants' nest, getting, um... "cleaned up." Gross.
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