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Wednesday was another action packed day. In the morning Julia talked to us about her work against sex trafficking. Then we went to parliament for another question period. Going a second time was helpful as it was less overwhelming.
After question period our tour of parliament was cancelled because the French president was arriving. As we had already gone through security, they allowed us to stay at the top of the hill to watch him arrive. There were 16 cars in the procession (not including the police). And as they arrived, people were running hither and yon in some orchestrated fashion. (I assume they were a combination of Macron and Canadian security). The Canadian guards at the crowds edge had very large guns. The anticipated moment was very quick. Trudeau stood on the red carpet at the top of the stairs. Macron's auto stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Macron went up the stairs, both men waved and they went inside the parliament. It was neat to be there.
That evening there was prayer and teaching, same with the morning, then I packed up and headed to the bus. I met a nice lady named Karen, who was interested in Rustle's garden and we need the help so hopefully she is able to connect with the other garden ladies.
When I woke up on Friday, I felt terrible. I was very dizzy and could barely stand. But I fought through it and went to work. It seems to have progressed into a cold. Hopefully, I can sleep some of it off tonight. James just got back from a hockey game in Oshawa.