Some gossips first.

Pierre and myself applied for Nortel at the same time, relocation and immigration paid by Nortel in 98. The only ones hired from the interview, we met in Canada for the first time, not knowing a soul here. After one year in Toronto, I move to Ottawa to be with Laurent who finally got here. Pierre, after 2 years in Belleville, for those who know it, the end of the world, moves to Ottawa.

Ai-Nee is a colleague of mine. I thinks he's okay for a canadian, so I invite her one evening while meeting Pierre, who happened to live 3 floors down Ai-Nee, same building and everything. No dating or whatever, as he should have, if respecting canadian traditions. What had to happened happened.

After being laid off from Nortel with me, she decided to move back home, to Vancouver. Our Pierre, already annoyed with Ottawa, decides to chase the girl.

This home party was to celebrate their departure, Pierre's new job, a bit of everything.

From left to right, Bea, Ai-Nee, Pierre, et Fabien, single for a few weeks, his wife Clementine being in France to show off the baby.

We tried our cigars from Cuba with some Pina Coladas.

I never saw Ai-Nee smoke before...

So cute...

Fabien is gone...

Funny faces...

End of the evening, something Pierre wanted to try, the glass is on fire. It broke both the glass and ruined the table.

 

Next morning, cleaning, with the Zoolander look, for those who saw the movie...