- A present of tickets to the women's curling matches for the day allowed us to watch three excellent games (and one blowout) and gave me an appreciation for curling I hadn't had before. It also reinforced my disdain for overly loud American fans, especially at an historically reserved sport.
- These tickets also brought me within hugging distance of the most beloved furry yeti on the radar right now. Not travel-bearded Stefan, but Quatchi. As well as his pal, Miga!
- A more appreciative crowd, and more room to boogie, made the second Arkells show of the week a tonne of fun.
- Coeur de Pirate entertained with her piano and lovely voice. An odd choice to be sandwiched between two rocking Canadian bands, but I didn't mind (and solid exposure for Beatrice).
- A collaboration between Kardinal Offishal, Jay Malinowski (of Bedouin Soundclash) and Coeur de Pirate was a slight letdown as it turned out to be a Coke sponsored corporate love-in that only lasted for one song. The glowing bottles obscuring my view were more annoying than massive red beach balls littering the crowd-tops.
- The leader of the next gen of Canadiana rock, Sam Roberts, lived up to his billing and played a singalong friendly hour (plus indulgent prog rock encore) for the masses.
- Unexpectedly the highlight of the night immediately followed this. Set to a sweet medley of Canadian music the night sky exploded over and over directly above our heads in a fireworks display that bested any I've ever seen. It was an experience that even Jon's amateur video/pics couldn't fully capture.
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