Day One Hundred and Twenty-Three: last day of Scouts

My last full day in Canada and my plan was to go to the War Museum, so I did. I woke up just before 8am and went downstairs to see Brent and Jonas before they went out. When they went I pottered around, packed some more bits, using all my strength to pack out my rucksack as much as I could. I managed to get its weight up to almost 21kg! I was impressed.

 I also found out my final grades! I got AAB: an A in Personality Psychology (my final essay in the exam got me 48 out of 50 and a final percent of 82), an A in Television Journalism (well I assume, I got 81% and it says on the website that above 80% is an A) and a B in Forensics, which I already knew. So I’m pleased with those.

Just after lunch I headed off to the museum. I walked to the bus stop and caught the 16 to town. I popped into the Rideau Centre and bought some boiled sweets (called hard candy here) for the flight and then walked all the way down Wellington Street to the museum. It’s a lovely building, the roof is sloped so you can walk part way up, which I did afterwards.

 

Inside there are several exhibits running through many different wars as well as home life before, after and during. They were really interesting to see. There was even a room full of vehicles from different countries and different wars.

After my self guided tour I walked to the war memorial where I caught the 16 bus back to Main Street to walk to Brent’s house. Jonas was already home when I got there and had a friend over called Mike. So I left them to their X-Box-ing and went to pack my last few bits. I’m all packed now. My case is going to be the problem child … it’s just under a kilo overweight. But my camp blanket weighs a kilo, so that can easily come out. 

Brent dropped me off at Scouts tonight as he had to get Stuart and Tiina to fill out some forms for records. Tiina wasn’t staying at the meeting, so once they all left Stuart and I ran it. The plan was to debrief camp, find out what they liked (food, activities and the fort type thing) and what they disliked (the outhouse) and then practice putting up and taking down the tents before a race to see who was fastest. That was a funny activity! One group were so slow and were just not co-ordinating themselves well, taking almost 20minutes to put the tent up. We spilt them into oldest vs youngest for the race so that we knew the younger ones could do the tents too. The oldest put up and took down the tent in 6 minutes; the younger ones were not too far behind with just less than 9 minutes. See they can do it … eventually.

After Scouts Stuart and I went out for a farewell drink. We went to a restaurant/bar right next door but I can’t remember what it was called. I had 2 glasses of a cider called Blackthorn as well as a plate of nachos while I was there. But we talked so much about everything and anything for a good few hours. It was a lovely evening and a nice relaxing final evening in Ottawa.

I didn’t look at the time, but I think it was somewhere between 11.30 and midnight we left the restaurant and had a good bye hug before heading back. Stuart said that he’s useless at keeping in touch so I would have to make the effort if I wanted to, which I definitely do, so hopefully all will be good there. He then cycled off to his place and I walked back to Brent’s. It was a lovely walk. It was a nice warm night and even though I went the long way round again and walked to the end of Sunnyside, at least I knew the way back. 

I was as quiet as a mouse when I let myself into Brent’s, locked the door and went up to my room. And after getting changed for bed I crashed right out. Night!