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yay gina for dave! k so me now- skiing was bloody cold because it was under 40 degrees (celcius and farenheight, that's where it meets, handy eh?) but it kicked so much ass. it took me a couple hours to figure out that i was in quebec though. but after that it made sense that all the signs were in french and that they had yummy poutine (french fries and cheese curds with lots of gravy, mmmm). someone ask max macsutovic (i don't know how to spell it) if he's ever had that. simon's a nifty fellow. i think everyone should give each other big hugs and then go do a rain dance.