I love Ottawa. I love living in Ottawa. It’s a great place but I hesitate to call it a city. The word ‘city’ brings to mind places like New York, London, and Tokyo. Big, bustling, gritty, and busy 24 hours a day – everything Ottawa is not. Ottawa is an awesome place to live but it’s just pretending to be a city, and not a whole lot happens. Or so I thought.
Last Sunday morning, Something Happened.
The picture above is the ex-Sir John Carling building. Opened in 1967, it housed Agriculture and Agri-Food Canada until it was recently decided that the building was too old, and too expensive to renovate. Demolition experts were called in, and for a mere $4.8 million the 11-storey building was imploded. (How do you become a demolition expert? How very, very cool.)
It was amazing. Hundreds of people turned out to watch, in spite of it being the crack of dawn. Not even the threat of a downpour deterred people.
A few minutes before the actual event, there was a warning siren. Everyone got their cameras ready. I think the whir of photographic equipment starting up was louder than the actual siren!
Suddenly there were a few pops, the earth below our feet grumbled, and in seconds an 11-storey building was reduced to rubble. Amazing.
Nothing was left but a cloud of dust.
Some firemen were hosing down nearby train tracks but I don’t know why. Dust on the tracks? Anyone know?
Ottawa still isn’t Seoul or Paris but controlled explosions always help improve my opinion of a city. 😀