Well when you have nicknames like Winterpeg, Murderpeg, and Mosquitopeg, and your “national bird” is even a Mosquito…why wouldn’t you want to visit this place? This is the only place I have ever been to where I witnessed a homeless man actually trying to bum money from a prostitute (in the middle of the afternoon). The city is flat, dreary, and unpleasant. I’ll never understand why the Queen of England always seems to visit there when she comes to Canada. I was born there, but yet I know that I will never go back there unless my brother and his wife have children one day…and even then…I might end up paying for them to come see me just so I don’t have to go back to good ol’ Winnipeg.