Parc Omega

I finally got paid for two days of the six weeks that I've worked. Being the responsible, sensible people that we are, we decided to forgo things like food and rent, and blew the money on hiring a car and driving across the border to Parc Omega.

Parc Omega is, as the name suggest, the ultimate park. If there was a WWWF of parks, this would be a young, french-speaking Hulk Hogan. It's basically a kind of 'safari park' - you drive around a huge chunk of wilderness, and semi-wild animals molest you for carrots.

We had Gil, one of Elli's friends from Canberra, staying with us. Gil is a were-Israeli; most of the time, he is a normal, every day deer, but for several days each month he changes into a slavering Israeli, intent on mayhem.

Gil, in the midst of transformation

You're not supposed to get out of your car in the park, but the animals know that cars equal carrots, so they will chase you down and literally stick their heads inside your car. It was pretty amazing; I now understand how all those tourists feel when they see their first kangaroo.

It was CA$16, and we spent something like six hours inside the park. The weather wasn't fantastic, but that meant we had the place pretty much to our selves. We had hired a cute little convertible, and basically, as it was our first time in Canada we'd really done anything, we had a fantastic time.

Anyway, hold on to your bandwidth, here come the pics.

A real life Canadian moose!

Best caption gets a prize.

The wolves, coyotes and bears were all behind fencing. Probably a good thing.

Wild boar babies!

This thing was frickin huge.