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When it came time to pick a University to apply to, I was deciding between McGill and Concordia. Both schools were in Montreal and had good Psychology programs (my major). At my high school there was a scheduled presentation from admission representatives from both McGill and Concordia that I was going to let make up my mind for me. Another representative from a place called Bishop’s University (I had never heard of it), was there too. So I sat through the McGill presentation (boring) and the Concordia presentation (intensely boring) and then the Bishop’s guy got up. I don’t know if it was how he playfully goaded McGill for sucking at football or talked about the country-club campus but I knew, just knew, in my heart and almost right away that I would go there. I didn’t apply anywhere else and, the following September, I was at Bishop’s.

Bishop’s is one of the smallest universities in Canada. When I went I think there were maybe 2500 of us, total. The campus looked like a painting. There were two streetlights. Students pretty much ran the town – think regular couch-burning bonfires in the middle of the street – and I was in heaven.

This past weekend I had lunch with three girls I know from BU who were visiting Toronto. Even though our lives are in different places (literally and figuratively), we all fit back together like no time had past. Since then I’ve been thinking so much about my Bishop’s years and how incredibly wonderful they were. I even dug up some photos:

I lived with five (!!) other girls in a house resembling a ski lodge. For years it was the Rugby house but we took it over and christened it The Vodka Lodge. And yes, that is why this blog is called The Vodka Blog, vodka was our code for another V word. Get it?

We did some serious decorating.

The house was HUGE. It had six bedrooms, the largest having vaulted ceilings and its own deck, two bathrooms, two giant living rooms and a sweet kitchen island.

There were always a lot of dishes. And shoes. (see ginormous shoe rack in the background)

We used every and any excuse to come together. Birthdays were a very big deal – one year I got an elaborately planned scavenger hunt. We did regular family dinners under the disco ball.

All holidays were treated with decorations and celebrations – especially Christmas. (I need to point out the picture on the wall that was our Family Portrait – amazing)

Every February 6 we celebrated Gord Downie’s birthday. I wasn’t kidding about finding any excuse to have a party. (Check out that computer. Yah, this was 2001)

I remember going into fourth year we made the decision to leave the Vodka Lodge and try something new. I moved in with one of the other girls and everyone else split up. Nothing was the same that year and I remember feeling so grown up and adult – like all my fun was behind me. I was 22! TEN YEARS AGO!

But when I’m with those girls, it feels like yesterday.


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