It seems that whenever I'm in Winnipeg, dear friends Omar and Leah have to leave. We have managed one evening of Catan and baby therapy during this stint in town. There are plans for more upon our imminent reunion.
So I dropped Leah off at the airport today at lunch. She has very graciously lent me the use of her car in her absence. I'm anonymous in the ubiquitous silver Honda Civic and the Peg is my town ... with its under-reconstruction bridges, cracked and bumpy roads, and maze of one-way streets. But who's complaining? It's "One Great City".