I’m in Ottawa this weekend, and the weather is beautiful. Knowing that the “T-Rex of winters” is coming*, this morning I decided to take a boat tour down the Rideau Canal and soak up some sun. I also decided to live dangerously and forgo sunscreen, which I’m sure I’ll be regretting later. Didn’t I read somewhere you have to expose your skin to UV in order to produce vitamin D? (Hope so).
On board, an Australian couple sat down beside me and started chatting. They’d arrived in Ottawa via a tour through Montreal, Quebec City, Toronto and Kingston. They were on to New England next, and then back up to Canada to tour the maritime provinces. They were celebrating their 50th anniversary with a trip.
The gentleman told me that what impressed him the most about Canada is the amount of greenery. Specifically, he meant our deciduous trees (he told me all of their trees are evergreen), and our freshwater.
“If I could figure out how to transport one of your freshwater lakes back home, I’d be a millionaire many times over,” he said. We then talked desalinization and wastewater recycling for a while.
But I eventually had to know the secret of a marriage that lasts 50 years.
“Choosing the right partner in the first place,” answered the lady.
And after a pause:
“Doing what I’m told,” her husband added.
Fifty years ago, they met when she was in Western Australia on a working holiday. As we said our goodbyes and nice-to-meet-yous, the gentleman offered me some advice: Come to Australia and meet your husband.
* Wasn’t that last winter??