It was very calm despite my being fairly close. It must see plenty of people. I wanted to edge closer and closer to see what its limit for closeness might be. Best case scenario, I would spend the rest of my day carrying a goose. Worst case scenario, I'd be the guy fighting a goose down by the river. And I don't ever want to be that guy. I left the goose alone.* You always regret the things you don't do.This past weekend I took a trip to Unity, Saskatchewan (pop. 2759). That's my birthtown and is where my grandparents live. My mom, my brother, and his whole family were there. We played games, checked out the playground, went to the ice cream parlour**, and visited the outdoor history museum. To help prove it, here's a picture of my brother in an old fire truck:
The end.
* Not literally. He actually had a friend or relative nearby.
** It's just a normal looking ice cream shoppe***, but because it's in a small town I have to call it a parlour to make it seem quaint and olde****-fashioned.
*** Oh man, I did it again.
**** I can't stop!
