I noticed something about Canada during my recent visit. It’s a whole
\ndifferent country. Some things are the same. The people look and
\ntalk much the same (eh?), assuming your aren’t running off to Quebec. Cars
\nstill drive on the right. Cows still moo and ducks still quack. But there
\nare all sorts of little things that throw you off.<\/p>\n
First, there’s the whole metric system. I never really understood why
\nus Americans could never get jiggy with a world full of multiples of ten
\nbut it’s interesting to hang out someplace that does. I used 3 kg bags of
\nice to keep my beer cold. I had to keep a close eye on the inner circle of my
\nspeedometer. We have 100 to go. Wow. That’s really far. Perhaps it’s in
\nkilometers? Did that feel like 100 km? How far is 100 km? Where is my
\nslide rule? Slow down. You are going 120!<\/p>\n
Then there’s the money. American dollars and Canadian dollars have almost Lastly, we have the beer, which was different in more ways than one. The store we entered didn’t have any beer on the shelves proper. Instead, And we quickly learned that the beer on those conveyor belts packed a much Still, things were much more the same than different. The subtle twists I noticed something about Canada during my recent visit. It’s a whole different country. Some things are the same. The people look and talk much the same (eh?), assuming your aren’t running off to Quebec. Cars still drive on the right. Cows still moo and ducks still quack. But there are all sorts of little […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[2],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=199"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/199\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=199"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=199"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=199"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nnothing in common outside of the fact that they are currency.
\nIt wasn’t the odd colors or exchange rates that tripped me up, however.
\nIt was the use of coins for dollars. On my first full day in Canada, I
\npicked up beer for $35. I handed the cashier $30 in cash and got my $4
\nchange in coins. Odd, I thought, as my head worked out both the monetary conversion and the worth of these loonies<\/a> now lining my pockets.
\nMy pockets jingled nearly the entire trip. Too bad I never found one of
\nthese
\nquarters<\/a>. They are too cool.<\/p>\n
\nWhile shopping, we couldn’t help but notice the huge amount of recycling
\ngoing on. Two guys pulled up in a truck bed filled three deep with cases
\nof bottles. I remarked to my brother-in-law, “They must own a restaurant.”
\nThe woman pulling three cases of bottles from her trunk made me reconsider
\nthat comment. <\/p>\n
\nthe walls were lined with empty bottles. Choose your poison, order from
\nthe cashier, and watch the beer come flying out a conveyor belt. It seems
\nthat there are some things we could learn from our Canadian neighbors.<\/p>\n
\ngreater punch than their American counterparts. Budweiser came in at 5%
\nalcohol and without its American aftertaste. Yum. I need to start importing
\nthe stuff. Coors light, much to the chagrin of my brother-in-law, sported
\na similar boost (up to 4% alcohol). I’d say it was fact I was on vacation
\nbut that wasn’t it. Beer really did taste better around the campfire.<\/p>\n
\ngave the trip its own special flavor. We did travel to another country
\neven if, for the most part, America was just 3 miles and a barrel ride away.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"