J' -coeur- Montreal!

Trip Start Mar 11, 2009
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Trip End May 06, 2009


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Monday, June 8, 2009

Friday: Seven Hour Bus Rides Are Nothing!!

The trip to Montreal was last minute(ish) and a Plan to see my friend Marie (who moved back there while I was away) and to see one of my favourite cities one last time before it I would have to buy plane tickets instead of bus tickets to see it. It was nice to feel like the seven hours in the bus (on straight, concrete, clear roads) was a short ride with no surprises and a clean (well - mostly) bathroom. I even got a Timmy's coffee at the one stop between Toronto and Montreal. What a treat! I honestly hope I will be able to maintain this high tolerance for travelling long hours on public transportation; as well as my ability to walk everywhere. All the time. For hours. 

Saturday: Montreal is so Gay

Marie lives in The Village. There are rainbows everywhere! It's all happy, sappy, unicorn land with cotton candied enthusiasm for all things gay. Boys in skirts, braless girls, the clickclack of shiny shoes and too high heels.The entire street (Ste. Catherine's) closes down all summer and I skipped happily along it, feeling all warm n' fuzzy inside watching the big burly man PDA and proud of Canada (equality and all that) for their shameless hand holding and bushy-kiss-hellos right next to all the gay-friendly-non-gays. Marie and I were walking around with her daughter Rose and making jokes about us looking like a Great Big Happy-Gay Family. 

When the girls went home, I wandered around and ended up in Vieux Montreal with all the tourists. I took a couple of pictures and promptly left - no tourism for me thank you! I ended up walking all the way up to the Centre Ville, weaving in and out of stores before wandering all the way back home.

Saturday night saw us heading to the Village for some (deadly) long island iced teas and dancing. Which then lead to some late night poutine having and DAMN... poutine in Quebec = addictive food-crack that could end up being Very Bad for my health!

Sunday: We are so Funny   

Marie's Friend: "Can I borrow a towel and have a shower?"
Me: "Your towel is right here."
Friend: blank look
Me: "You showered last night when you came in and wore the towel before you dropped it and walked around the house naked."
Friend: horrified look
Me: "Oh yes. You did."
Friend: "Oh.my.god. I have to stop drinking."
Me: "Mmm... yeah... maybe."
Friend: horrified look gradually getting worse
Me: "It's okay. I closed my eyes."

Marie: watching a girl bellydance at the Tam Tams
"She's making me gay!"

Me: watching 'The Rocker' and talking about the teenaged lead singer
"I have a total cougar crush on him!"
Marie: snarfhaha
"Cougar crush? Shandals? Kristin! You're on a roll!"
Me: " I know. I make up words. Go me."

Monday: Heart Attack Snack(s)

Me: "I ate too much poutine."
Marie: "The cheese is going to my thighs. I can feel it."
Me: "Walk it off..."
Me:"I ate too much poutine and all I can think of is crepes for breakfast."
Marie: ".............."
Me: "I know. Sad, isn't it?.......I love food."
Me: sees Indian restaurant and thinks to self "mmmmmm INDIAN" then feels shame. Shameful and bloated.

This weekend has been full of funny, catching up and helping a dear friend rediscover her love for her (kick ass!) city. I'm very happy I made the trip out here and will very much enjoy my crepe for breakfast tomorrow before I get on the bus back to Toronto.

Also, a small public service announcement: I will be in Calgary soon so if you lot over there could do something about the ridiculous weather you've been having, that would be greatly appreciated!

Much love from Montreal,
xox K
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