Terrible, but true, I arrived in a city I’d never been before but didn’t venture beyond the airport or my hotel room. Because my First Air flight from Churchill was delayed two hours, I didn’t sleep till around two in the morning, so gave a tour of the city a miss.
Besides the 103rd Gray Cup festival was about to begin. I may have lived in Canada for two decades, but North American sports were beyond me. I’d rather watch field hockey any day. Continue reading Winnipeg Invasion