My trip to the far north

Greetings from Winnipeg, where it's snowing. Hard. In March. I flew to Winnipeg on Tuesday after getting notified of acceptance on Monday at the University of Manitoba's joint Masters program in Peace and Conflict Studies. The program sounds lovely, but I knew I would need to see Winnipeg for myself to know what I'd be getting into if I accepted my place at U of M. I met with the program's faculty on Wednesday and was very impressed. Thursday I went for a city tour and then poked around down town on my own until I got too cold and gave up. I flew out later that evening.

Overall I was very impressed by how nice and hospitable everyone was (the license plates all bear the motto "Friendly Manitoba"), and the city's Old West feel was fun and appealing. Too bad the weather is a different story!


The University of Manitoba


Downtown Winnipeg


In the legislature building next to the provincial animal, the bison (pronounced bizon, if you want to sound like a local)


The frozen Red River near its junction with the Assiniboine River, known as The Forks


Ruins of St. Boniface Cathedral in the French-speaking district of Winnipeg




Assiniboine Park, next to the Winnipeg Zoo