Conferences also have banquets. These are worth it. Not only for the career-driven schmoozing and climbing, but because the places are good and the hooch provided. This one was at the Museum of Anthropology; totem poles, carved giant wolves bashing and eating four killer whales, canoes, carved house beams, baskets and stuff, and then you walk into another room where it seems the north-western Canadian artifacts appear to be somewhat more plains-Indian in style, and then in the next vaguely Mexican, and then in the next one they look suspiciously like samurai armour. Yep, they stopped being Canadian a few rooms back.
For those of you with a Canadian 20 in their wallet, there is a carving of the origin story of the local men folk in the museum which is represented on that very banknote. It is a giant raven opening a big shell with heaps of naked dudes hiding in it.