With this, I conclude my reports from the Winter Games. (My expense-account padding will continue indefinitely.) Fittingly, I end with boobies. Street boobies, no less. But I save those for the end, because that’s just like me. Thanks to all who followed along here and across the Macleans.ca site. Here are some pics from the real and forever Hockey Day in Canada:
I high-fived 118 people walking along Robson. This girl high-fived way more.
Rare is the day I regret not wearing my white uni-body leotard and red mittens out in public. Today was one of those days. Casper here got some serious attention.
Imagine what he would have had to do if he’d lost the bet.
Actually, strike that. Don’t imagine it. STOP IMAGINING IT!
First of all, I’d like to take a bow for my brilliant job of censoring these naked street boobies. True artistry. The best part of this scene was that the bike came to a stop light and, in true Canadian fashion, the girl immediately covered up with the flag. You can have a peek but you cannot have a gander!