Ever since K announced that we’re moving to Nun’s Island in April, the reaction from co-workers and friends has been interesting. I almost feel like I have to apologise for moving to the land of the Bourgeoisie. And yeah, there are places there one can purchase for something like the equivalency of the Gross National Product of Berundi. For the record, the apartment is the same as what we would have paid for any other 4 1/2 in a relatively non-violent quarter of Montreal. And we will work hard to bring our white trash redneck vibe to land of Lincoln Navigators.
But just to reassure some people, I’m just going to say we live in Verdun.