The Year of Celebration

Yesterday I went with a large group of friends to the Art Walk in the East, part of the revitalisation of the old capital of Bermuda, St. George's. In LA I keep planning on going to the various art walks there, but as we all know life can sometimes get in the way. I didn't know what to expect and was worried that there wouldn't be a good turnout, but it was bustling and beautiful. The galleries were all open, some with live music, all with drinks and later Heather, Nick and I headed to Tavern by the Sea for dinner. We'd desperately wanted to try Wahoo's, but they had no room for us. I've had the same issue numerous times I've wanted to eat there. Must be sure to make a reservation next time! Along the route out of St. Geo we ran into six guys who had all sailed to Bermuda from Newport. Heather knew one of them so we kidnapped them and took them off to the Rugby Classic Closing Party at the field. Strangely enough today is the anniversary of the first ever...

Remembrance Day. Or Veterans' Day for you Americans. This doesn't need much description as wel all know what to celebrate here, our veterans.  Though I did find it fun to mark 11:11 on 11.11.11 especially because not only does it work in either  month/day order, but it's the only time in our lifetime that the same numbers are going to happen. Likely, much longer than that.  I am highly damaged today. Yesterday I went to one of the games of the World Rugby Classic that's held in Bermuda every year, but this was my first time attending. Man, have I been missing out?! It was so much fun. Someone I know called it the Ex-Pat's CupMatch . The party continued to Sophie's house until 6 in the morning, so today is marked for recovery.

Most people don't know this about me, but I love watching ice hockey, both live and on TV. I don't really follow it, but I always enjoy a good game (especially when the fights break out). I lived in Toronto during my gap year and of course, that city is crazy for their Maple Leafs so I got a bit hooked. Tonight was the Stanley Cup Final, but unfortunately I didn't have a lot to celebrate for, as I was rooting for Vancouver. But, at least I didn't riot like the Vancouver fans....they're clearly depressed about their lack of celebrations. And, a night in Docksiders with friends watching the game was not exactly something to scoff at. They say you learn something new everyday and I definitely did today. On June 15th, 1667, the first human blood transfusion was administered by Dr. Jean-Baptiste Denys. I truly had no idea that blood transfusions had been around for so long. I suppose I can only repeat what I said on World Blood Donor Day about donating blood whenever you...