MY (SOPHIA DUH!!!) BIRTHDAY!
Trip Start
Jan 15, 2009
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Trip End
May 2009
Where I stayed
Molly's Apartment (Xav'z room)
Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Thursday, April 16, 2009
From there we decide (when we finally gain conciousness around 11a.m.) to make breakfast. We mosey on down to the KPA grocery store, and into a world of food we didn't think was possible. For hours we wandered from isle to isle debating what items we wanted most, drooling over every case and sniffing wrapped cheese for far too long.
Upon our departure, after spending $50 on breakfast and bubbly, we munched on kinder bueno bars and marched back to the apartment, only to learn that we were locked out. Just our luck. THANK GOD we called Molly after 15 minutes and half a loaf of french bread with brie and she told us where the spare key was. PHEW!
We hobbled up the stairs, made some mimosas and settled in for a very unmoving day. Caitlin managed to make me THE HUGEST plate of banana pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream and powdered sugar, which I devoured with my mimosas just in time to check my bank account balance. NEGATIVE $300!!!!!!!
Good birthday surprise, right? So I sulked and decided to take a nap, entirely hopeless for the remainder of our trip (which at this point was supposed to last 5 more days and several more stops).
Eventually I came around and woke up, when the apartment was full of people craving chinese food. They talked me into consuming and seeing as I had slept most of the day and couldn't use that as an excuse anymore, I obliged. We also at this time met up with Celeste, another friend from the Vineyard who had also seen the light and decided to go to school in Montreal.
We trotted down the street and all ten of us took seats around the huge table they had set for us, and debated over how difficult it would be to take orders in chinese, french and english. Just a thought.
I went a little crazy and ordered a can of coke, which my friends, I have not drank in YEARS. It was delicious and I was satisfied with my decision until I realized how much food we had coming. Four cups of tea, wonton soup, spring rolls and then chicken satay feast. Too much to say the least. Obviously I polished this off with several fortune cookies, and was ready to roll out (literally) by the time Jen so kindly bought my birthday dinner.
Back at the apartment (1 minute away) I got to work cutting my bangs. It is safe to say that this took at least one hour. Apparently I got a little sidetracked while trying to accomplish a whole lot of birthday makeover, because by the time I was finished, most people were already gone, it was 11 and I looked like an overdone pageant doll.
We tricked a couple of others, including Xavier, into coming with us to PARK, a gay club in town and then hit the subway in style. Although we caused a bit of ruckus with all of our photos, the argument from the straight friend we hoodwinked into coming with us and our celebratory behavior, we made it off safely and made a smooth entrance into the club where we were on the guest list!
Xavier, my favorite canadian of all time, brought me past all of the sweaty, tight clothed intimate men, and to meet the bartender, his friend who would be "taking care of me" for the rest of the night. Case in point, I enjoyed myself pretty well between cage dancing with Xavier, accidentally punching Jens dance partner in the face and wandering outside at one point to argue with a homeless man who was intentionally peeing on the car directly in front of me because we wouldn't give him change. We ended the night with some House of Pain, a cab ride to some restaurant with special cheesy fries of some form and water and singing Lion King all the way home while I slept on Xaviers shoulder. Ahhh. Thats a birthday if I do say so myself.
