Around the McGill campus, Pickles and I have noticed this sign. It’s a yellow diamond with a blue snail on it. We don’t know what it’s for, but it’s everywhere.
The first person who can tell me will be awarded three and a half points.
Right near our apartment, there is a Pharmaprix on the corner of Côte-des-neiges and Chemin Queen-Mary, and in the building there are a bunch of weird old statues carved into the corners and the side. On the one side, it says in French that it is a Canadian historical museum, but I’m sceptical.
I am very thankful for the help that I received from my parents. They rented a U-Haul truck for us, they helped us to carry all our stuff from our old apartment to the truck, they helped us to set up the kitchen in the new apartment, and they hired movers to carry our stuff from the truck to the new apartment. This would have been a much bigger pain without them.
That said, they left some weird things behind when they left. Here are a few of the things that my parents forgot when they went back to Stratford: A box of Passion Flakies, a pair of reading glasses, a black notebook and pen, and a napkin with “Tyrannosaurus Rex/King of the Tyrant lizards” written on it. The napkin is our favourite.
Edit: After writing this post, I noticed that my parents also left a squeeze-bottle of salsa, and a bag of tortilla chips. Also, my dad said that he left a pair of gigantic sunglasses that he wears over his regular glasses, but we haven’t found it yet.
My parents are hilarious.
