Following a confused arts graduate through the perils of the European nations...and then back home.

Following a confused arts graduate through the perils of the european nations...and then back home

Monday, October 11, 2010

Go Leafs Go!

Oh there are so many memories. Have you ever looked up old commercials that you used to like? For instance, do you have any idea how many fantastic Molson Canadian commercials there are? I mean going back and talking about "Joe Canada" remember that?


Or how about the guy who says "so I hear your from Canada...eh? I thought all they had up there were lumberjacks and curlers? Where's your toque eh? No doubt about it!" and then the Canadian guy drops all his stuff and jerseys him like a hockey scrap?


Or the code? "there's a code here in Canada and if you live by it chances are; you've used a blow torch to curve a hockey stick, you've grown a beard in the post-season, you've turned down a booty call in the playoffs, and they're not dents...their goals!"





One of my favorites is the one that starts with one guy standing in front of a tv in a store window saying "at first, when there's nothing, but a slow moving dream..." and then it Changes guys "that your fear seems to hide" changes "deep inside your mind" and then the guy who resembles one of my best friends Fergy screams "what a feeling!!!"



Basically, what I'm getting at is that I'm really sad to not be in Canada right now. Because all of these commercials tend to appear at one particular point in the year....

HOCKEY SEASON!!!!!!

HERE WE GO!!





That's right Canada! Grab your sticks and gloves, lace up those skates it's hockey time again!!!

Leafs won their first game!!! Woot!!! And Ottawa is going down tonight too!!!' hells yea!

Apparently however, Italians neither know, nor care that hockey season is back and I will see none of it for a month.

Puck. (get it)

So I'm in the Venice train station now. Which is very cool. You walk out the doors and bam. Grand canal. It's a beautiful city. I've been before, and I really didn't think much of it last time. It was cool of course, but I thought it was rather dirty and busy and kind shitty. I wanted to come back and give it another chance. And I'm so very glad that I did. It's beautiful, and just wonderful to spend hours walking around lost. (your always lost here. Always. It is so confusing. There are little alleyways that you don't even realize are streets!


It's bizarre. It's still really busy and there are too many bloody Americans here. One lady gave me a rundown on how the republicans are coming back in November. "I always knew Obama was a bad choice, your enemies should never be happy with the person you elect" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING? Why are there so many enemies? Ou know why they're happy? Cause he's not a fuckin republican! I kinda wanted to slap her but she was way bigger than me and may have caused the boat to capsize so I didn't.

Aside from that. It's been fantastic here. I found some really cool souvenirs and gifts for people. And the coolest part is that they are things that I know the people will like. I know that sounds ridiculous but it's so hard to find things people will really like sometimes. Success!
I've spent 3 nights here now and it's been great. Hostel makes you a 3 course Italian dinner every night for 5$. We went out playing guitar and singing last night just sitting along the canal. It's fun. Cinque Terre is next but unfortunately you have to arrive at the hostel at 5pm or earlier. I get in at 7. So I have no place to stay tonight basically. Ballin.

I'm sick too. Sick as a fuckin dog that is sick. Not fun. I have that cough that flares when you try to talk which makes meeting people difficult.

Sweet.

Ps. I haven't shaved in a long time. I look like a terrorist.

1 comment:

  1. Dean! Don't say 'terrorist' when traveling!
    Have fun, miss you, love you :) - Shanny

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