Things I like best about visiting "down south":
- The food. I ate at some awesome restaurants over the Easter holidays... The Keg, Mexicali Rosa's, House Budda... and of course the mandatory Wendy's stop.
- The selection. While Square One can be a bit overwhelming... and Walmart almost sent me into a panic attack... it sure is nice to hem and haw over the different styles of carpet steamer, rather than throw up your arms in frustration because the Northern doesn't even SELL vacuums.
- The anonymity. Yes. I actually like being anonymous at times. While the north does specialize in people greeting you by name... sometimes you just want to fade into the background. Something that's near impossible when you are a very visible minority.
- No slush. I hate hate hate hate slush. I'll be the first to admit I'm somewhat vertically challenged. And I also have this funny little habit of always tucking my legs up underneath me when I sit down. Be it on a couch, kitchen table chair... or at my desk at work. So short-Jackie + slush = wet bottoms of pants. Wet bottoms of pants + leg-tucking habits = soggy bottom Jackie. Not fun. But because it's so damn cold up here... I've not seen slush since... um... ok. I don't ever remember seeing slush in Rankin. I'm sure we'll get it come end of April or May or something... but I've got some rockin rain boots for when that happens.
- Pay phones: not only are they easier to find (though that may change, now that cell phone service exists) but it only costs 25 cents to make a call. It's 50 cents at the Toronto airport.
- Phone numbers: With the exception of Iqaluit... each community basically has its own mini-area code. 867 for the territory... then 645 for Rankin 857 for Arviat 793 for Baker... the list goes on. It just means you only have to remember four numbers instead of seven. Or ten in Ottawa/Quebec City/Toronto... etc.