The big boat trip down the river that I had planed for my last day in Ottawa didn't really work out. Nor did the tour of Parliament, the changing of the guard, the cat sanctuary, or even the English restaurant I was hoping to try. The rain left me with limited options so I slept. I needed it after a week of hard work and a month of non-stop travel so I didn't feel too bad.
I did get a chance to get breakfast at one of my favorite spots in Canada, Eggspectation. The food was terrific and the staff was great fun so I left with a smile on my way to see the National Gallery. I picked up a few cool items at some of the trendy little shops by the museum and spent some quality time with the art of Canada. There was some really intriguing work at the museum: Jackson Pollock's glass painting (from the film), a great Francis Bacon study of the Pope, a few modern Rauschenberg's that are among my favorites (and the museum itself is a site to behold).
I was so wrapped up in the work along with the interesting historical native works and Canadian work that I didn't seem to notice that I only had an hour to catch my flight. So my grand tour of the museum became a shotgun run-through but I caught my flight.
