The following train of thought occurred shortly after I arrived in Ottawa, and I just haven't gotten around to relating it in writing until recently. I've verbally informed multiple people about this already.
I was thinking, geeze, the Bay... I wonder if that's an updated version of the Hudson's Bay Company... And it is! The Hudson's Bay Company is the oldest commercial corporation in North America and is one of the oldest in the world. A huge part of me wants to go to the Bay and attempt to purchase a striped wooly blanket and pay with a fox pelt or moose-skin.
The company logo: how very Pink Floyd of you, HBC. Fact: they still sell striped wooly blankets, they're just paid for in Canadian dollars.
Yours truly, channeling my inner Mandi Schlegel, wearing a coat freshly stolen from Michael Jackson's wardrobe. This was not at the Bay, but at some random store in the Rideau Center. Mum would hate shopping here - all of the stores play 'that thumping music'.
Shopping here in Canada, unless I want to buy wooly blankets and maple syrup, seems to be a little on the 'lean pickings' side of things. And the shoe selection here sucks really bad, all black and brown and loafery.
Seriously contemplating taking a Saturday and driving into upper New York to go to Target. Is this bad?