Nerdy Adventures in Halifax: Day 2 It’s weird that after a very busy day like the one we had on Day 1 of our trip, so few of us got decent sleep. Oh well. The second day of the voyage began at about 9:15 when the cleaning lady came to the door wondering if we wanted the room cleaned. As we were all still sleeping up to that point (and, if you’ll recall, there weren’t supposed to BE five people in the room...) we had to decline. However, it was as good a time as any to get up.

Of course, most of us didn’t really want to ge tup, and instead passed out once again on the way to the door.

However, it wasn’t too long before we were out and about. Driving out to the downtown area, we walked for most of the day, from shop to shop and whatnot. Our first stop was Strange Adventures, which is a perfectly awesome place for any nerd who wants to blow lots of money on lots of different things. Of course, as we were nerds, we did just that. But, there’ll be more on that later!

After shop-hopping for a while, we decided to take a leisurely stroll through the Public Gardens. They were quite pleasant, with lots of ducks and pigeons, most of which were being fed by small children. Handsome Dan got upset and wanted to intimidate the ducks/children, but laws prevented it. It was all quite lovely, except for one small thing...

Harrison saw that sign just a little too late. He was in pain for quite a long time, but the swans were quite nice after that. I guess they were just hungry.

Looking for a must-get-to shop (Wilkie’s) we actually got lost. We weren’t too worried though, as it was only about noon, and our major crime spree hadn’t begun yet, so we knew no one in particular was looking for us for that. Harrison was a little stressed though as his finger hadn’t stopped bleeding at all since the swan attack.

Eventually we found our way to Wilkie’s (as well as many other stores) and many more nerd-things were bought (but we’ll get to that later again). After all that ordeal, however, we had gotten quite hungry, and so headed off in search of food. We found it at Quiznos, which up til then I had avoided for some reason. However, I now wish I hadn’t as they were quite the quality subs. Then we hit more shops/malls and whatnot.

Coming out of Future Shop, Handsome Dan found a beetle in the parking lot, which he examined with his damned science, and then put on the trunk of the car before we once again left, this time in search of nothing in particular.

While driving, I looked out the rear window and noticed that the beetle was still there, despite Dan’s ludicrous speeds. That was one hell of a bug, wha?

The malls up there have some pretty weird names. Above are some examples. Why the hell would you name yer store “The Pan Handler”? Do they know what that terms means? That’s like naming yer sauna store “The Cleveland Steamer.” Not wise, by the way.

Despite the oddly named stores, there was a good food court in this one. Handsome Dan, Cabumbo and myself are enjoying some DQ treats, Harrison is having some CinnaBun (which is awesome by the way) and Selleck is having sushi. Yeah, Selleck has problems with fitting in.

After a few more little stops, we picked up Dave and crammed into the car with our nights provisions. Good times were to be had. And messes were to be made.

See? Messes! Yeah, we’re pretty slobby, and many things got spilled/eaten. However, most of that stuff is useful gaming stuff, which we actually got to, eventually! Woo!

Selleck bought some white wine, and had to drink it out of plastic beer-cups. He’s a classy fella. Dan just looks confused in the background, and Harrison is apparently trying to make the wine in his cup turn into water. He’s like Jesus, only backwards. Oh that crazy Jesus.

Then the gaming took place. A D&D epic-level game DM’d by Selleck. It was actually a fun game, and I killed a lot of things. It may have even helped save many actual lives in the streets of Halifax by venting my kill-bot tendencies. Oh well. Maybe next time.

The drunkest I have ever seen Dave, part 2. Much like the first part from oh so many years ago, while he had been drinking this time, he’s not actually drunk. Some day when I take one of those pictures he will be, mark my words!

Handsome Dan kept throwing these socks at me all that night until we left the next morning. They weren’t so handsome. Not at all. I hate Handsome Dan. Fucking socks. I keep getting Guttenberg’d over this whole damn trip!

SLEEP!

Stay tuned for part 3 (aka the conclusion) in the near-future. All yer questions from the first 2 parts will be answered. Will the gang-shirts be worn again? Will they run out of the hotel without paying the bill? What’s that weird lobstery smell? And which of our intrepid characters will be the one who gets killed? It’s gonna be someone... but who? My money is on Andrew. The swans have a taste for him.