We spent three weeks like that. Three weeks. When the electricity came back on, which it eventually did, everybody went crazy in the streets. 22 days without power. Everyone was outside… Wow! Look outside! We had spent three weeks listening to the call-in shows. Everyone was calling in and complaining. “It’s disgusting! Hydro-Québec, seriously, they make me sick! At least, we won’t get stuck in that situation again!” What? You won’t get stuck in that situation again? There won’t be any more power outages? Are you kidding me? Sir, go outside, take a look! See that stuff falling from the sky? It’s not the Hydro-Québec people who are putting the snow and ice on the lines. Can you see those people in California? There are so many earthquakes in California, they have earthquakes coming out of their ears. You think there won’t be any more earthquakes? Give me a break! Whatever… It had to end at some point and it did. When it was over, everyone looked around, did a quick check and picked up as if an explosion had just occurred. You pick up what is left. You look at the shower, it doesn’t look the same, and it will never look the same. Today, and it’s been four months, when I come home, I still check the shower. Yup, it was so cold, I almost froze to death in the shower.