1. wear an abundance of flannel coupled with rugged, yet stylish hiking boots. maybe even paired with a fur mountie man hat.
2. prepare and properly inhale large amounts of flapjacks and canadian bacon
(or as close as you can get to canadian bacon)
3. remember to try and say "eh" as much as possible. because without it, trying to be canadian is basically just like being an american, only more granola.
i try not to be prejudice against those dear neighboring canadians, i really do.
but i must admit, i see almost no difference between them and us, and the differences i do see are only those of lack on their side. and while i did enjoy several things from a previous trip i made to canada (beautiful mountains and lakes, excellent granola shopping at roots, and the overflow of asian tourists),
i just couldn't help but say 'eh' and 'aboot' one too many times while cooking an overloading total of 35 pancakes for our canadian appreciation in 106.
oh, the lovely adventures of foreign night.
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