Getting horribly, horribly lost...
Trip Start May 09, 2008
3Trip End May 11, 2008
As soon as we got to Montreal, we stopped at the Provigo and picked up some stuff for our hosts. I bought a big huge chocolate bar. Jan-Mark then informed me that I would be staying with him at Louis-Philip's house and Andrew and Luca will stay at Pierre's house. So, we found Louis-Philip's house and had some of the wine that he brought for LP.
I thought I was late for meeting Mike, so I called him to let him know, but I was wrong
Mike knows quite a few people at this place, so I briefly talked to some of them, but none of us had meaningful conversations. One of his friends was pretty obviously interested in me, but he was also gross.
So yeah... soon it was 3 a.m. and I got on the night bus, that friend of Mike's tried to get me to get off the bus and go home with him, so I stayed on it, no matter where it was going. This meant I probably got on the wrong one because I had to walk about two hours to get to what I thought was Louis-Philip's house.
I'm walking and I'm walking, but somewhere along the way, I lost the address that I had written down. I thought I had memorized it as 6448 St. Laurent, but this was wrong
Luckily Bling Bling was right near a Metro station, so I went in there and called Mike. His number was the only number I had on me at the time. My iPod had broken, I don't know if it was dead or what, but that's where I keep all of my phone numbers, and JM's was in there. So there was no way I could call him either.
I called Mike and he directed me to his house, so that I could finally get some sleep. It was all the way at the end of the subway line, then a $12 taxi ride to the suburban split level home in the southwest side of the city. (I had walked all the way to the northeast side in Little Italy)
By the time I got there, it was 8 a.m. and his mom was up with tea for me, and then I emailed everyone to tell them I got lost and not to worry about me, only the email to LP came out like this because I was DELIRIOUS:
"I'm in Lasalle, please send me your address, I am so lost
Understandably, he wrote back pretty quickly asking if I was OK and gave me his work and home numbers and even offered to let me come and meet him at work. So that was a very nice thing to do.
After sending out that distress signal, I pretty much just passed out in Mike's brother's bed and that was that.