With not many plans for Saskatoon, we had a very lazy day and a quick afternoon drive through the city confirmed we weren’t missing much. We headed home lamenting on the number of retirees that lived here, with the hope that we would find a younger crowd at The Cat Empire gig later that night. (thanks Ross – you’re a champ). We partied pretty hard (Amin obtaining an eye injury to prove this), and once again ended up at The Yard and Flagon Pub in search of the prized $5 Poutine. With no Poutine in sight we had to do a pit stop at McDonald’s, meeting Mr Donald himself.
Back at Adrienne’s at 3am in the morning we reminisced about the evening, picked the meat out of our ‘vegetarian’ Big Macs and Amin questioned - "seriously guys - who ate all my fries?"
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