Mar 092019
 

Sunday was a straightforward day: wake up casually with coffee in the hotel room, then grab a light breakfast in the Byward Market (fruit and pastry), then head straight to the National Gallery to see the exhibit before the crowds arrived in force.

The plan worked. We haven’t see a show at the Gallery without fighting crowds in a long time, but things were manageable this early in the morning. The show was of a private collection now owned by the Met. The works were mostly drawing, watercolors and gouache. For a private collection, the show seemed huge, but it was also coherent, focused and defined by clear limits both aesthetic and (I think) financial. Interesting and really enjoyable.

Lunch was a happy error. For reasons I can’t fathom, all the restaurants we considered eating at outside the market were closed Saturday and Sunday until supper, which makes no sense to me but also seems very much like Ottawa. So we went back to Glebe to eat at a restaurant by a used book shop we wanted to browse. That restaurant was closed (grrrr)…so a bit lost, we wandered into a nearby Japanese place and ordered bentos. They came out hot and tasty and hit the spot perfectly, which made them a great end to a very fun but very Ottawa weekend.

Mar 092019
 

Last weekend was a three-day weekend for me and the Beav, so we decided to head down to Ottawa—a city that, like all other people we know, we neither love nor hate, instead finding it extremely odd, managing as it does to be both full of interesting things to do and yet unaccountably dull.

We were traveling down to see the Klee exhibition at the National Gallery, but decided to hold that for Day Two, thinking it would be less hectic to see it early Sunday morning. So after driving down, we stopped by the National Archives to see a small show on art about and collected by Canadian Prime Ministers. Then it was a short hop across the river to the Canadian Museum of History, where we toured the recently renovated Canadian History Hall and looked at some stamps. Then back across the river to wander a bit and to check into the hotel.

After a short break, we headed out for dinner at a great Indian buffet and then watch Green Book in Glebe.