With a trip down memory lane in this ol' blog under my belt, I'm feeling a bit sentimental.
I won't go back to far with the sentiment here, in fact, I'll take you just as far as Wednesday. Only two days ago I was in Saskatoon and ventured on down to the University of Saskatchewan. Why, you ask? Well, I was meeting a dude I'd been talking to for a few weeks through the magic of the Internet, and a tour of campus seemed like a wonderful plan.
And so we ventured.
The first point to be made here is that the U of S campus is so much better than the U of R. It's not far from downtown, it's pretty, there are stone buildings that are so sexy. So, so sexy.
The campus is a mix of buildings, some new some old. But I'd say overall the campus is trying. Someone had this crazy idea that things should be pretty, have history, and be a nice place to travel.
I can't help but compare (as you can tell) the two campuses. The U of R, I couldn't imagine ANY reason for an elementary school class to visit there. It's functional. It gets done what it needs to. But if you aren't a student or someone who likes to attend lectures, you have absolutely no reason to be there.
The U of S, well, it's different. I remember a field trip in elementary school to the U of S. The fact that I actually remember it tells me it was engaging and fun.
There were dinosaurs, displays, flowers, space, and my God is their bar better than Regina's.
The worst part was this glass elevator where you can see the ground getting farther and farther away. It's shaped like a bullet, or like a waterslide, or like something that will kill me.
And even though the elevator is like any other elevator besides that I can see where I'm going, it is a death trap. It's a tomb.
So, yeah. My fear of heights is alive and strong.
Thanks for the tour Stevey.
