It seems we've recovered rather quickly from a snowstorm that swept through the city last Monday. In fact, if it weren't for the occasional little clumps of gross, dirty snow that line the gutters closer to campus, no one would believe me if I told them it happened. I confess, I just don't understand it. Call me a naive Vancouverite, but I'm just so used to, well, you know, it being SPRING during spring? I guess I never fully knew what I was getting myself into when I decided to come to Queen's. I mean, I knew that this obscure, cold, white substance known by the Older Generation as "snow" falls a little more frequently in Ontario than in BC, but this is just ridiculous.
But secretly I enjoy it because it means I can make little snowmen in my backyard.
Anyway, that's not the point of this post. I was planning to draw to your attention the strange case of the bunnies on a hungarian highway:
BUDAPEST (Reuters) - Hungary's busiest highway, connecting Budapest with the Austrian capital Vienna, was closed early on Monday after a truck carrying rabbits crashed, letting 5,000 of the animals loose on the road, police said.
The M1 motorway was closed around 40 km (25 miles) west of Budapest and could remain closed for hours while police try to capture the escaped animals, highway police spokeswoman Viktoria Galik said.
"There are thousands of them on the road but they're not using their newfound freedom well; they're just sitting around, eating grass and enjoying the sun," Galik told Reuters.
Apparently 100 escaped to freedom whilst another 4400 were recaptured and sent to Budapest. I don't know what I find more delightful: the idea of thousands of fluffy bunnies escaping along a European highway, or the sheer irony of the fact that this happened just a week after Easter, while the images of the elusive chocolate-giver are still present in childrens' minds.
Personally, I'd like to think that one of the freed bunnies is going to become the new Easter Bunny once the old one retires.
Rock on, my fluffy little friend, rock on.
So, my summer missions trip is 2 weeks away. Dude, it's 2 weeks away. TWO WEEKS AWAY! I am pumped like Richmond's elaborate underground dam system. 
