Okay, so I was supposed to be blogging throughout my trip to Montreal, but seriously, there was no time for that.
I've been using the words "whirlwind tour" to describe this trip. But a close second would be "dream tour".
It's very contrasting that even though we only spent a little over 12 hrs in Montreal, it felt like a lifetime to me. Not in the bad sense of the phrase but it really felt like I spent a large portion of my life there on that one day.
I began the journey at a friend's house recording audio clips for an upcoming event at church. Having a cough and a stuffy nose did not make this go smoothly but I'm glad that we finished the recording quickly.
9 pm: here I am on my way to Scarborough Town Centre
Walked around a bit and realize I should probably buy a pair of gloves for the trip, seeing that my right hand is completely bare when I put on my glove (lost the right glove one random day - unfortunately, I know).
Luckily for me the mall doesn't close until 9:30, which gave me a whole 30 minutes to walk around.
Great, my bus isn't due until 12:30 am: a whole three hours away.
Before I knew it, I was on the TTC 21-southbound bus to Kennedy. This is pathetic, taking a longer route to Kennedy station because of all the time I had to kill.
Pulling into Kennedy station, I realized that on a Saturday night, the buses run a lot quicker and thus I still had a lot of time to waste.
I channeled all my positive thinking into "But this is still good though, because I can get to stop by the bank for a bit and withdraw some emergency cash".
Making a pit stop at the CIBC at Bloor and Yonge meant I wasted another 20 mins or so.
By the time I arrived at the bus station it was 10:30 pm.
Caught some really broken wifi connection and surfed the Facebook on my iPod touch.
But spotty connections really puts a damper on browsing so I upped and went for a walk around the station.
Time really passes slowly when you're waiting.
Amazing that an angel dropped by to save me from some really horrible wait times.
She's simply stunning each time I look at her.
We waited patiently in line after I went and brushed my teeth. Our conversation led us to help me practice my Japanese. It was fun.
And so, our adventure began...
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