But after dealing with army time and the metric system for a whole weekend, I still haven't figured out how to convert American numbers into metric numbers. I mean, when you use kilometres and kilograms how can two goals in Florida be worth the same as two in Calgary? It seems like there should be a conversion or something. But probably the most bizarre and yet, still interesting, question I had from this weekend trip was -- how has mankind survived in a place for centuries where the temperature is -15* with wind chills nearly double that? (I'm talking Fahrenheit here because Celsius confuses me) Man, was that place cold. And yet the people were still friendly. Quite the conundrum.
But alas, there are no pictures from the trip. I completely forgot to bring my camera. I can tell you that the train system works on the honor system, as there usually isn't someone around to check that you actually bought a ticket. You also need exact change to buy a ticket, which I imagine is probably the reason most people don't buy tickets and take their chances. I, for one, was really irritated when they actually did check tickets before we got on the train home from the Saddledome Thursday night and was, you know, forced to beg for a quarter since I was a quarter short and needed exact change. Ridiculous. Enough about how uninteresting that is.