Canadian Lyndsay

Man, I love living in Osborne Village and I love working in the Exchange District.  Everyday, I see and hear things that make me laugh, or shake my head, or run away.

Today, while outside at work, I observed…

• Two people fighting at the top of their lungs.  I moved away because stabbing is a popular pastime downtown.
• A girl bawling her eyes out talking on her cell phone as she walked down the street.
• The poor Aboriginal man who sits on the stoop of a building across the street with an orange hat pointed outwards for money. He always tucks it into his jacket when the police or Exchange Patrol walk by.
• This crazy boat of a car that parks on the street every day, all day. Despite a two hour limit.  Not sure how the parking people miss this, it sticks out like a sore thumb.

This was just today!

Now, for Osborne Village. Today’s only real observance was the guy on his UNICYCLE, cycling along just like other cyclists on BICYCLES.  Interesting.

The village is hilarious because at night, you get people begging for money, but there’s often a group of young people with a sign that says something like “We’re not going to lie. We want money for weed.”

Ahh, only in the Village.