We had intended to go see the Sakahan exhibition at the National Gallery of Canada this evening after work, but the students at work in Etienne's branch were being feted after work, and would not hear of Etienne not being there. So we went. I hang out with that crowd too, so we stayed for a drink, and then we headed out. I thought we were going to the Gallery, but what I hadn't realized was that we were leaving because if we had stayed for another drink, we'd have to order food, and Etienne wasn't in the mood for what was available to him on the menu.
We walked for a bit and tried to talk through the confusion, but things weren't getting any clearer, so we stopped at a bus stop in front of the Museum of Civilization to make a choice: either go to the Gallery, or go to the Market for food. If we do the Gallery, we keep walking across the bridge. If we do the Market, we get on a bus. A decision still hadn't been reached before a bus came, but we climbed on anyway. As we crossed into Ottawa, I turned to him and said we should just go home, since it was too much trouble to do the Gallery, and neither of us wanted to make a decision about a place to eat. He agreed.
So naturally, we went to the mall.
Sometimes, we are a special pair...
...Wish you were here.
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