This is a necropost - resurrected from one of my ancient sites - detailing some of my year studying in Canada.
Hullo - finally got round to putting my pics up.
There not all wonderful, I can't remember what half of them are, but they are here anyway.
All the pages have lots and lots of pictures, so you might want to go and brew a nice steaming mug of Bovril as each one loads.
Lots of love (void where prohibited)
Note to all persons who in any way understand computers:-
Right, listen up. I haven't the time or inclination to do anything proper, so I've just quickly created this all in MS Frontpage. I'm really sorry if it offends anyone that I can't be arsed to hand code this in notepad </sarcasm>
Disclaimer - these pictures were taken when campus was both sunny and warm. It's not all ways like that brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
A quite lovely bit of campus, all trees and grass and stuff - just outside my room.
The actual place where I live - Glenngarry. Although in this picture the tower is disapearing into the clouds, I live down in the dungeon.
This is Dunton Tower. The tallest building on campus. I have one class here. Luckily it's not on the top floor, phew!
Here you can see the bottom of Dunton Tower (or DT as we like to call it). Also, please not the bus. ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE %&^# [email protected]#$ ROAD! I can't stress this enough - it is vital to drive on the correct side of the road to prevent English exchange students being run-over. Canadian Government please take note!
In the park opposite DT (seen in background) is a park with a very scary statue. Made of rust it would appear...
In the distance you can see the Herzberg Labs where I do LOTS of work. My, the campus does look lovely.
The Library! I have never been in here.
In keeping with the strange objects they place on campus - here is a sculpture which lists the names of people who've given vast amounts of cash to the university (other than students). Highlighted is the weird symbol.
And this is... well, the car park mostly. My Room
Well, this is the actual side of the building where I live. My room is hidden behind the trees.
I have my own toilet! Well, I share it was Jas. We don't use it at the same time. That would be strange
For my birthday, my friends decorated the outside of my room.
This was some of the weird stuff they left on my door.
I'm fairly sure this level of graffiti is illegal in Canadaland.
But the balloons did look nice! Friends
From the left... Alison (Yet again pulling a face designed to scare the demons away) Dave - being oh-so-funny Nicola - wondering if there is anyone behind me. Jas - wondering what has happened to half of his head.
Julia wearing a traditional Canadian hat.
Nicola not wearing a hat.
Nicola now wearing compulsory hat.
Tianna is from Germany. Or Russia. Somewhere like that.
OK! Tianna is from Canada!
Me wearing a silly hat.
But I haven't forgotten you, my English friends. I have a montage to remind me of your stupid faces. Snow!
It sometimes gets cold enough to snow. Montreal
We all (that is all who went) took a trip to Montreal one day. I can remember when. Close to the beginning of the semester anyway.
Nicola and Alison (pulling one of her spectacular faces) munching on "chips" as we departed (or arrived, I don't really remember).
One of Canada's big lakes that we passed. And Nicola.
The hotel we booked into turned out to be a complete den of iniquity. But luckily Nicola and Alison founds us a charming little dorm. Here are they phoning to book us in. Also are some local Canadians, see if you can spot which ones are dodgy.
Dave and Alison. Marvel at how, no matter what the situation, Alison is poised with yet a new and unnerving face with which to frighten us.
A nice bit of Montreal. Ok, let's face it, it could be any city in the world, but trust me; it is Montreal.
Montreal's skyline (and Jas doing a funny dance)
A church and one of the less "interesting" backstreets.
Me, by a fountain. Taken by a passing goat farmer with a co-joined twin. He said I couldn't photograph him.... *sigh*
A shop we saw whilst eating petite-dejeurne. I don't know what is in it. Waveney Boys, however, will understand the crucial significance, Wok-Wok!
And on the way home, Dave fell asleep. Lazy git. More friends!
I'm helping Julia practice her English.
Raj, Jenny Pi, Me, and John.
Digital cameras are rubbish!
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