Calgary or bust!

WOO HOO! I finally made it! Maurice Shevalier met me at the airport (with all the delays this was his second trip there--ugh). After an hour of being accosted by immigration (I screwed up royally and told them I was here for WORK), Maurice treated me to a fantastic pub in the airport where I was able to relax with a nice, frosty Alexander Keiths. Damn that was good beer.

Maurice even bought me a beautiful white Calgary cowboy hat and Stampede buckle, along with the best chocolate I’ve ever put into my mouth. Whee! I love Canadians :)