Changing of the Guard

My original plan for the day was to simply get up early and go for a quiet Sunday stroll down the canal. In the back of my mind I wondered if the changing of the guard ceremony would take place (I wasn't sure if they did it on weekends). I just decided to go for a walk anyway and if I saw any sign of red suits and fluffy black hats, I would head to Parliament directly. As soon as I stepped out of the dorm though, I heard bagpipes (I can always hear them from a mile away!) so I set out downtown. I finally caught up with them, and it was a sight to see. It's as if they have their own parade, for people just flock on the sidewalk and follow along. It was quite amusing, mostly because I was among the 'followers of the guard' up to Parliament Hill. They did their routine drills and played a few songs, and I am now content to know that I can just hang out near Parliament every day at 10 to watch and listen to Canadian bagpipes!