The shakedown

Wednesday was international orientation day. Very info heavy, but again free meals and an improvisational comedy show. If you have never seen one before I highly reccommend it. In the evening I went to the Docks Nightclub in downtown Toronto. It has a very different feel to the clubs in England. Due to new legislation it is smoke free and as most people were under drinking age no alcohol was served. They also had pool tables actually on the dance floor. Every person who enters though has to pass through security much like that found at an airport.

The Time Machine

Another day, another crazy event. Today I travelled to the Canadian National Exhibition (The Ex) to a huge medieval show called medieval times. It was really great! Each college is assigned a knight who then competes in a tournament for your honour. It was very cool and showcased some real horse talent. There were also sword fights galore and paper crowns for you to wear. Oh yes, real medieval paper crowns. It was very realistic. They serve you a banquet as well. One course of which is an entire chicken!

The birds and the bees!

Today I checked out the campus. With nearly 50,000 students it fairly crowded. York University was founded in 1959 and has spread rapidly offering all sorts of crazy courses. You can do elective modules in rock music and weight lifting. Unfortunately my home uni said that they were not quite academic enough. Who would have thought, eh? Today was another frosh event. It was pretty strange stuff! We had a sex talk with a local celebrity called Sue Johansson. She has a show called the Sunday night sex show here apparently. She is old, wrinkly and stood up in front of us demonstrating the joys of a vibrator. In England when it comes to sex they would simply give a leaflet. But no, here it seems they do things very visually. Canadians are very vocal and outgoing, thus when Sue reveals that girls have twice as many nerve endings down below compared to boys, the Canadian girls started the chant 'boys suck'. It was a very strange experience, but it put forward a good message.

A Scary Day

This was the big day for all the other froshers (for some reason this is what new people are called, note the 'o') to move in. After sleeping 12 hours straight to get rid of my jet leg I travelled down to the ground floor for a free BBQ. Only one hamburger per person I was told. There was a nice salad though that tasted just like pesticide. Apparently they are not quite so stringent about what goes into food here. It was nice nonetheless and I met a couple of people, Kevin a commuter from Toronto and David, a business extradonaire! I also collected my frosh kit, which had free sweets, campus clothing and as many leaflets needed to start a small bonfire in.

After that I took part in the first frosh activity, building a mascot. The most obvious choice for a mascot was of course a peacock. A natural choice for the blue team. The blue team comprised of the Kaiser and Iroquois floors. I am on Kaiser! After Dudley, our badminton playing, kineasiology studying peacock was deemed the best we all went to the frosh opening ceremonies. Later that night I went to an electric tea party where you draw on each others shirts with crazy highlighters. All in all, not a bad day!