This is Sir Paul’s first appearance in Winnipeg since his New World Tour played the Winnipeg Stadium in 1993. I was a wide-eyed 23-year-old at the time and it was the biggest show I had ever been to. It’s long been a night that I hoped to repeat. With luck I’ll be in the crowd August 12th at Investors Group Field.
Tickets go on sale April 29, 2013 at 10 am local time. Ranging in price from $35 to $250.
Every now and then my ever suffering partner Darlene gets a wistful look in her eyes and asks if our nephew Eric can stay over for some quality time with his Auntie Darlene and Uncle Bob. I can hardly ever say no to her requests partly because she loves Eric to pieces, but also because even I have to admit that hanging out with a 6 year old can be pretty cool also.
This time however we had a plan for something extra-special to do with our little buddy. The Manitoba Museum is currently displaying Dinosaurs Unearthed, a interactive and robotic showcase that displays the latest thoughts on the lives of dinosaurs millions of years ago. For a 43 year old man-child and a 6 year old this was a must do event.
Being Spring Break for the schools here in Canada, coupled with it being Good Friday we planned on going early to avoid the insane crowds that the day off would inevitability bring. The first thing we could hardly avoid as we approached the Manitoba Museum from Main Street was the life sized robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex standing guard outside the main entrance to the building. I thought this was going to spell trouble at first as Eric seemed a bit freaked out by the moving T-Rex and the way it growled and howled at us.
And you thought your pit bull was good for home protection!
Of all the corners in Baltimore City, Helen chose my Hampden corner for turning tricks. She was tall, wore a sports bra and rocked a fancy, champagne blonde 80's-esque hairstyle.
She yelled at inanimate objects and one time was behind me in line at Rite Aid when I dropped my wallet. She picked it up for me, introduced herself and said she had my back.
I wrote a post very similar to this one in theme actually a few years ago minus the sex in the car thing about a homeless man who lived in Osborne Village in Winnipeg. This post about the prostitute made me think about him. Thank you, La La for making me remember how lucky we really are. My post can be found in the html link here.http://bahbs.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/the-ghost-of-osborne-street/
I know that for most of my southern friends my yearly Festival du Voyageur posts are loved. This weekend past Darlene and I took in all that Festival had to offer. From the fiddle music, and meals packed with Bannock, spit pea soup and fresh ham.
The wood fires to warms your bones against the cold, and of course historical re-enactments of life in the 1700′s when this part of Canada was settled. Any of you who are also using WordPress may have been having trouble with the recient updates in adding pictures.