So it's not going to be detailed, but here's a couple snapshots from my trip way back when.
I'd only been to Ottawa once before (how embarrassing) an hardly remember it. This was a nice way to return to Canada, continue my travels and be a proud Canadian.

Yeah,
Parliament building. We were lucky to have great weather on the trip, makes for lot of walking outdoors and soaking up the harmful UV rays.


The changing of the guard was just about as fun as watching any other changing of the guard. A band playing music,
RCMP marching all over the place. Random yelling and posing for some significant reason that most people in the crowd don't understand (myself included) and of course a huge crowd. The nightly sound and light show is also what you'd expect, but still fun nonetheless.


The house of commons. I remember two classmates being
pages at
Queen's Park in Grade 7. The tour guides at the Parliament were also students.I think it would be a great experience to represent your country. I've already talked about the opportunities abroad at the
Juno Beach Centre and I know that there are similar opportunities at other Canadian war memorials in Europe. Unfortunately I have no interest in politics but even with that, I still think it would be a great experience working on Parliament Hill.

This is the library in the building.
So grand. Even though I don't love reading (so embarrassing), I find old libraries addictive. They are beautiful. Flashback to the
library in Trinity College in Dublin, Ireland.

We visited a lot of the museums in the city. I was blown away at the size and depth of the galleries. It really put the dinky little ones in Toronto to shame. The
Canadian War Museum had a special exhibit on Afghanistan which was fantastic (it's there until the end of April!). The regular collection was well displayed and suitable for all ages. Lots of touchables and visual items. It was a little shocking to see the tanks up close. Any form of a gun scares me. You'd think after seeing the Swiss military boys around all the time, I would get used to seeing guns, but I still cringe when I see one. I don't care if it's not loaded or if I know that there's no way that it could ever be fired (like the in the museum) they still give me the chills.


The
Musuem of Civilizationwas wonderful as well. My favorite was the First People's gallery. Their collection of crest and totem poles along with all of the other objects on display...I love the colours. I love the strength.

The
National Gallery of Canada provided a good mixture of pieces. I loved the contemporary art (as usual) and seeing work by the
Group of Seven. I wanted to see works by
Emily Carr, but apparently they were touring around somewhere. Darn. I also wanted to see the wedding dress made out of honeycombs by
Governor General's Award in Visual Arts recipient Aganetha Dyck, but that had gone off display a little while earlier. Double darn.

I think Ottawa is a beautiful city. With the caliber of the museums and the various monuments and other fancy looking buildings, I guess you can tell that it's not just your average city. Apparently it's pretty dreary in the winter, but I can tell you it's pretty nice in August. I only really explored the downtown/tourist area, so I don't have a good sense of what the city is really like. I liked what I saw though. One day, we rented bikes and biked along the
Rideau Canal. Obviously I was dreaming about how much I would love the skate on it in the winter time. I know I'll go back, so there's not really any rush, but I
have to go back. I think it'll be a blast. Skating to work. Skating for fun. Skate, skate, skate! Good times for sure. Oh yeah, the farmer's market was another highlight of the trip. And I noticed that there were a lot of bilingual people int he city. I heard French being spoken quite a bit while walking around.

We stayed a the
Chateau Laurier. Don't think this is my standard for hotel staying - this was just a one off, special circumstance. Anyway, it was beautiful. I guess you're paying for that kind of service and atmosphere. One day there were a whole bunch of police guarding the front door. Occasionally stopping people who were entering and asking them questions. I didn't get stopped - I must have looked like I belonged in such swanky surroundings - HA! I forget who was there, but it was something to do with George Bush - that's all I remember.
Uh, yeah. That's all I have to say about Ottawa.