Labor Day Celebrations and Mystery Meat

This morning we got up late and went for breakfast in Joilliet. It was Labor Day in Canada so most businesses were closed, which strikes me as ridiculous. If there was a national holiday to celebrate cheese, you can bet there'd be cheese to eat. Easter eggs aren't conspicuous by their absence at Easter. So why on earth would nobody be celebrated Labor Day by, well, labouring?

Pre race nerves

The trouble with a race that starts just after midnight is that you don't have much to do beforehand, apart from try to not do anything.

I don't think I managed that.

Christian Brunch

This morning we went to brunch at The Loft, a little place on the first floor of a building on Smith Street.
What my wife hadn't noticed when she made our reservation was that this was a Christian establishment, which meant there were crucifixes everywhere, and half the room was occupied by a man giving a lecture on Christ and photography.

Breakfast in Jakarta

Today we got up and crossed the street back to Plaza Indonesia, and ate breakfast at a French bistro while we waited for the rest of the mall to open so we could get breakfast.