It’s cold here. It takes two minutes outside for our ears to start hurting so we have to keep ducking into shops to warm up. The air is extremely dry and thin so we can’t run much without panting and being thirsty. It also means that the snow is always powdery and dry, which is good when you want to run straight down hills and ignore the paths. It makes snowmen harder to make though.

No, we haven’t found jobs.
No, we aren’t going to the pub because we can’t afford to.
No, we don’t smoke and don’t have any lighters/matches/cigarettes.
No, we don’t want to talk to you crazy Canadian loonie who can’t understand us. Please just leave us alone to play 500.

And finally to address some rumours about me falling through some ice into the river. I did get wet but only up to my armpits as I stuck my arms out to either side of me onto the ice. I was at no point in any danger because I am an amateur stuntman and I had Jackson, an experienced stunt coordinator to help pull me out.

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