Bullock's Bistro and a play at the musem

07.08.2008

It was unbelievably hot in Yellowknife, NWT this morning. I woke up to the sound of a little animal rustling around in some plastic bags. No way! A squirrel was eating the trail mix I had so carefully prepared before leaving. An entire bag of chocolate, cereal, raisins and more, gone to the squirrel... *sigh* There was not much food to make for breakfast after that. Keith ate dry bagels and sardines. He loved it. He relished it with wild abandon. I wanted to go swimming at the beach to cool off, but Keith forgot his bathing suit and vehemently refused to swim in underwears. So, instead we went downtown again. This time to old town. We attempted to follow the historical walking tour, but quickly lost interest because our faces were melting off. We spotted a ramshackle little dive, Bullock's Bistro, and Keith went in after observing a sign saying "warm beer, bad service". Ignoring my gut reaction, I sat down as well. The lady informed me there would be no ice, so I just ordered a vegetable juice. "Go get it yourself." Seriously? *eyeroll* The juice was in the fridge, and yep, it was warm, too. Anyway, I was not refreshed after this meal, eaten in the direct sunlight, sans ice. Needless to say, she got zero dollars for a tip. Codfish = good however. Yesterday, we saw a poster for a play that was "pay what you can", so we headed over to the museum to watch that on the waterfront. Keith didn't want to go initially, but later he said he was glad he did. On the way to the play, he picked up a swimsuit, and I bought some sorbet along with groceries again. I had to go shopping at this every day since we had no cooler or car or anything, and I am sorry to report that there were no large marshmallows at the Extra Foods store, so I had to settle on mini marshmallows. THE HORROR! So the play was pretty fun, they put on that one about the assassin in the Pigman, an excerpt from "Squirrels" and another hilarious one about the Teddy Bears' Picnic. "All the bears that ever there was?" "Yes, even the undead bears!" At one point during Squirrels, the actress referenced the fairy tale about elves and the shoemaker that totally cracked us up. Apparently, we were the only ones to get the joke. Afterwards, an old man turns around and says "Why is it funny what does it MEAN?!" Which cracked me up even more, so I removed myself from the situation as gracefully as possible. I just did not have the patience at all to explain the subtle intricacies of fairy tale humour. We went back to the campsite, concocted another campfire, and attempted to make smores with the mini marshmallows. Keith found a thorny stick, so he put the mini marshmallows on there. What a funny boy.

Sunset at our campsite