I neglected to write about this yesterday. Instead, I wrote a letter to a Canadian on some very nice parchment paper...which is incidentally printed by Southworth, a paper company that's older than Canada itself, which I found pretty funny. The name is kind of ironic too, considering, you know, south. That took up a few hours of my day. Then, because I wasn't able to actually drive up to Canada and visit the national parks, which I had wanted to do, I instead took a 12 mile walk through neature. With my raccoon following me the whole way. I figured that it was a very Canadian thing to do.