At a yard sale in Calgary, we meet a guy who moved here from Point St. Charles. Kendra is especially pleased, as that’s where she grew up.
“So I guess it’s okay that I’ve got a Habs bumper sticker,” I say.
“They tore down my Canadiens flag,” he says indignantly, waving toward his neighbours. Then a sly grin forms. “So when the Habs were playing the Flames, I went out and put a big H on their flag. So we know who’s on top.”
A family can spend at least one full day at the Calgary Zoo. By the end of our trip there, we were numbed by the cuteness of babies. They have a baby giraffe, baby elephant and baby gorilla who crawled around entertaining masses of its genetic cousins on a hot Sunday afternoon.