Poopgate
December 4, 2025 When I woke up that morning, it was a day like any other. The winter sun was reflecting off of the fresh snow outside, I was big spooning my iPad, and my apartment was characteristically frigid. I slid out of bed to turn on my space heater, careful not to disturb my still charging iPad. As I moved to get back under the covers, a shot of adrenaline ran through me as I remembered that I had a flight to catch. I would be attending the final concert of the Eras Tour in Vancouver. My eyes darted to my phone screen. Phew, it was only eight am. My flight wasn’t until four pm that afternoon, so I had plenty of time to finish packing, tidy my apartment, say goodbye to my boyfriend and roommate, and make the notoriously trafficy journey to Pearson....
