When we got back to Windsor, we took a walk to the liquor store. Windsor is a very touristy town, but like most tourist cities (the Dells, Las Vegas) when you walk a few blocks away from the action, you get into a rough neighborhood. Which is good if you want to buy booze, but not good if you don't wanna get mugged.

Even though the liquor store was in a neighborhood that I don't care to frequent, it wasn't as scary as I made it out to be. This is Canada after all. Nothing that bad happens up here or else we would have to call it the USA. Ouch. I might be banned from my native country after that comment. I bought some Canadian Club and Aaron bought some Molson Canadian, and we both sinned against our homelands by enjoying the shit out of Canadian beverages. But what happens in Canada stays in Canada.

After the game we went back to Canada, and a giant red maple leaf was there to greet us. The maple leaf is the National Symbol of Canada, and the people take great pride in it. It was first recognized as a symbol of pride in the 18th century by the French Canadians then later incorporated into government and culture.

We decided to go and paint the town red with our blue United States asses and show Canada how we do things down South. After bar hopping for a bit, we went out to a local strip club. The cat is out of the bag now, so I guess I can talk about it. I'll leave it at this - man do I love that exchange rate. We got back to the hotel pretty late, but I was in good spirits because Canada has been real kind to me so far. Let's see what tomorrow will bring.

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Aaron called a local pizza joint, and explicitly asked them what they call ham up here. He explained that back in the USA, we call it Canadian Bacon when we put it on pizza. They said we just call it bacon. So he ordered a pizza with pineapple and your bacon. And then when we got it, we were upset to find out that the pizza had our bacon and not their bacon. We were disappointed of course, but there still was nothing wrong with a pineapple and our bacon pizza.