Post: Rob LaMoy
We were able to pull out a 90-80 victory today behind some fierce opposition from the McGill Quidditch Club (which just gained official club status). They have been great hosts so far and we’re going to spend the night hanging out in the city. Tomorrow, we’re planning on walking around, going to the Biodome, &c.
On the way through the USA-Canada border, we were expecting to have our cargo van searched due to its questionable contents (hoops? brooms? Odd configurations of PVC piping?) Nevertheless, one Chris Free was able to smooth talk the border guard with a combination of aptly chosen sentences and good looks.
Also, Enterprise Rent-a-Car decided to give us a Ford Flex with New Jersey plates for our road trip. Chris apparently thought that this meant he could drive like a person from New Jersey, as he used an ambulance to help him advance through four lanes of traffic. This story has received considerable attention.
The Canadians are deciding that they don’t like our Quidditch t-shirts; I can think of a few reasons for this. First, they are $20 US Dollar; second, the back of the shirt says “sweeping the nation”, which refers exclusively to the United States. Nevertheless, we sold three t-shirts, and pocketed the money for a delicious stir fry dinner.
Another Quidditch first today: we had a player ejected by a joint McGill/Middlebury resolution. This Quidditch bro got really into it and decided that he could slide tackle/talk back to the refs).
I have been assisted in this blog post by Mia, who has taken considerable interest in my grammar/syntax. I appreciate her help, especially since Molson is so delicious.