Victor had to come 3,000 km and buy at least 3 pitchers of grasshopper before he could convince me that you can have two nearly opposite perspectives on a person and both be right. It took Dr. T at most 1 km and 20 minutes to convince me that my perspectives were righter.
I'm going to Prague, then London, then Vancouver, then Palo Alto, and by the time I get back from all that Victor might be gone. This being the last night before I left, a bunch of us went out to have a last look at the scenic landscapes painted cheesily on the Garneau walls.
I left my camera in the lab, so I don't have pictures of either of the parties I was at today. Instead, I'll post this picture of Ken's I found. This is what our house looked like for about 12 hours on moving day last year. Fortunately, it only rained twice.
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