Greetings from heart of the frozen West. You Easterners perhaps do not understand why we love the wintry weather, but here in Victoria our comrade citizens think nothing of performing community underwear aerobics in the street while singing patriotic songs. We do not let a little thing like overnight snow shut down all transit, schools, and services! Pah! This snow, it is like mother's milk to us! Old ladies snap their fingers at the cold. And their hips also!
Last night we took glorious PCL from Vancouvervostok to Victoriagrad. The People's Ferry Spirit of Red October steamed heroically into harbour only one hour late thanks to the valiant efforts of our comrades in the BC Ferry Workers Collective. Not one step back! Retreaters are traitors! Traitors will be shot!
Once in the industrial stronghold of downtown Victoria, where mighty factories produce finest quality tractors, smoked salmon gift sets, and patriotic mugs, we wait three quarters of hour for taxi because all available taxi units are needed at the Front. All citizens must sacrifice for benefit of greater motherland!

You know who else they shoot, Peter? Smart alecs! :-P
Hey Peter,
I have been enjoying your blog here in class (boring!) on the laptop and wanted to let you know that I have thrown a link on my personal blog--hope you don't mind. Thanks for your commments on the Binghams' blog--always nice to hear from you! Cheers...
Mind? I encourage such behaviour. I shall now reciprocate.
:Peaeater