Sun on snow

Trip Start Mar 24, 2006
Trip End Mar 31, 2006

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Sunday, March 26, 2006

I awoke to find that Anna had cruelly lied to me about there being a
blizzard. Either that, or she doesn't know what she's talking about. ;)
In lieu of biting winds flinging snow about willy-nilly, the air was
crisp and still and the sun was turning the already-white landscape
into something almost painful to look at -- and that was through a
cloudy haze!

Out we went to explore Iqaluit, me wearing my
mother's down parka. That thing is amazing! I couldn't feel the cold at
all, except on my face, though the deep fur-lined hood helped a bit
with that. It wasn't all that cold, only maybe... I don't know, -15
degrees? But a cold -15! Every now and then the wind would pick up and
sting my cheeks.

We walked around a bit, stopping by several
(perhaps all?) of Iqaluit's finest shopping spots. First was Arctic
Ventures, which is very, very similar to what The Bay in Moose Factory
was, in days of yore. A small grocery store and on the second floor,
clothes, things for the home and other everyday items. But I doubt that
in Moose Factory the food was so expensive. There I bought Anna a huge
ball of yarn, because part of my Cunning Plan was to come to Iqaluit
and force her to become a knitting junkie, because there's nothing else
to do and she can't escape! Mwahahaha!


After that,
we continued on to Northmart, the largest grocery store in Iqaluit. I
was actually impressed by the selection; they even had eggplant! And
ski-doos! And knitting needles, to go along with Anna's yarn. And oh,
the irony to end all ironies. You know that Liberty 8% fat, orange and
mango yogurt? The proof of the existence of a benevolent deity? The
most deliciously decadent yogurt ever? The yogurt that you can't get
back home anymore?

THEY HAVE IT HERE! $5.89 a container. *falls over* I... I made Anna buy some, because she wouldn't let me pay for it.

we went to a little gift shop, where I learned that not only had Anna
never bought a candle in her whole entire life (for herself, that is),
she had never even lit one. Had I known, I would have brought her some
cheap dollar-store candles, because up here the little scented ones
(the size of three tea-lights stacked on top of each other) go for two
dollars. So she chose a couple of candles, a little holder and a
lighter and once we got back to her place, we indulged in the fine,
fine scent of waxy spruce, which put me in mind of Christmas. Then we

This kind of cold, with clean snow crunching beneath
one's feet, is what winter should be like. Winter in Ottawa is wearing
me down, so grey and dreary;, every year I begin to question a little
bit more why I like the season. This reminded me why, this cold that
coats the inside of my nostrils and my teeth when I open my mouth to
speak, the clear, clean air and snow that merge where the hills and sky
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