To maille frènche frèndzes, excepssionnali zis post iz ine èngliche for a specal frènde of maïne, SB69.
Dear SB69, you’re gonna be a bit disappointed : those « news » are real « icy » facts.
A cousin of mine, a grunt in the canadian army, made a 6-month stunt near the arctic pole. He was based at Alert , on the northern end of Ellesmere Island.
As for peeing in the snow, he said that, in fact, the pee did froze hitting the « ground », and that it must be done under 90 seconds flat if you have the tiniest wish to be a father in a « predictable » future… Probable future !
A girlfriend went teaching at Puvirnituq in Nunavik. She was granted a small house, and was quite fascinated by her new job and environment.
One day, she heard frantic rattles on her door and panicked shouts. A bit frightened, she got a knife, unbolted the door which went flying open as fast as she went on her butt, looking with horror as a flurry of fur slammed back the door shot.
Panting, an Inuk was kind of yelling at her, in inuktitut, of which she had a very « basic » understanding : zilch.
After a while, the Inuk looked through a small window and relaxed a bit.
Annette, still dumbfounded, was quite scared ‘cause she’d heard stories about drunk Inuit being violent.
The Inuk finally explained (in approximate french/english) that nobody locks its door because if a polar bear ventures in the « village », the best course of action for anybody who has the misfortune of being on the « street » is to run inside the nearest house, to safety.
Crestfallen, Annette promised to keep her door « open ». She never got at ease with the idea but went with it.
She didn’t sign for a second year contract ! 😉
To the effect that our « urban habits » can be quite deadly ! LOL
As you see, nothing juicy. Drats ! 😛
I’ll work on something more « juicy »… one day… Don’t hold your breath ! 😉