Patrick

I went for a bike ride last night. I did about 17km in just under an hour and a half. I don’t know if that’s a slow pace or a mid­dlin’ one; I was­n’t com­plete­ly spent at the end of it, but I was sweat­ing throughout.

At about the mid­point of the ride, I came across an area of new development:

Which is all well and good, but I found the choice of loca­tion rather inter­est­ing. Here’s the view across the bike path:

Here I though that lux­u­ry con­dos with a view of the Super­store park­ing lot would be a tough sell.

For those of you that aren’t in Man­i­to­ba, or in Cana­da: my city is flood­ed. (Well, my city would be flood­ed if it weren’t for a cun­ning sys­tem of per­ma­nent dikes, tem­po­rary dikes, sand­bags, super sand­bags, and good for­tune. The pow­ers-that-be are appar­ent­ly refer­ring to this as a high water event, since the word flood is dou­ble-plus-ungood.) We are cur­rent­ly under a state of emer­gency, ini­tial­ly declared for the city by the may­or and then extend­ed to include pret­ty much the Assini­boine Riv­er flood­plain by the province. Con­tin­ue read­ing “Flood” →