Last day

Well, I leave tomorrow. Tear.
I think I beat a new record yesterday-- I went swing dancing twice in the space of 8 hours!
The first time was at a lindy-bomb. I went down to the Jazz fest and saw to my surprise that the Big Band concert hadn't been postponed due to the rain (it was pouring like it can only pour in Montreal-- check out Beaver's blog). The crowd was surprisingly large, and consisted mostly of people staring grimly at the stage while clinging on to their parkas or umbrellas. They looked like veterans. Well I soon found a small pocket of my swing-dancing friends, and when the music started, we just grinned at one another, threw away our umbrellas and started dancing our hearts out. It was so fun! My swing skirts got completely soaked (it's cotton, so that's OK), and I was having fun twirling and splashing everyone around.
The second time was at a club called Le Swimming. The Jello Shots were playing (again!), and it was the last event of the 1st annual Montreal Swing Festival. There were plenty of out-of-towners, which is always fun, because then people really strut their stuff and try to show off. They were doing all sorts of acrobatics! Everyone there was a sensational dancer, and I even got to do a few jumps.
Apart from that, last Friday was my last day at my lab. It was pretty anti-climactic, as Tamara (I mean Professor Western) wasn't in that day, and most people were off doing something else. I ended up doing my usual routine, then going down to the Phytotron one last time, and saying goodbye to my lab partners. Ah, well. I'll miss it! I am definitely going to try to volunteer at a hospital next year. But who knows--maybe research is for me after all?