Chapter the Last

WOW what a short story! .. not. So I've been off my computer the last little bit, and just getting acquainted with the city - Well I was when I had initially started this (my second documentation of mtl) but then I got distracted with life. I've come to realize that there are spots on spots in downtown Montreal. It's sick! The city in general is, however my one complaint is about the food prices. Like there are a million shitty places in Toronto to get too much of something  for 5 bucks. Then again I am not a local... But luckily both Hugo and Kyle (MacDonald) advised me on the cheap eats at Dagwoods*. Everywhere else seemed to automatically come up to 10 bucks or more.

Thursday was a rain day so I had to be a tourist. With may the 4th just passing and the Centre des sciences de Montreal having a Star Wars Exhibition I couldn't resist. It was snick. Friday, uh I forget Friday, no wait.. I ended up skating just above downtown. Around the McGill campus**. I honestly worked the shit out of myself skating this city and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Now the weekend, well things got trill.. Had another killer skate during the afternoon then headed on over to Parc La Fountaine to finish the session with a few brews. By far the easiest way to get to know the Montreal homies is to hang out at that spot. Anyways so there was a Palm Isle 12 year anniversary jam this night and a pre drink bbq at Adam (Green), Josh (Clark), and JS (Lapierre) They're definitely sitting on some prime real estate and Adam's got a rad dog named Jazz. So we went to the bar crew deep after slowly leaving their house, trying to get like ten plus drunk dudes to leave sometimes is hard. This was not the case for the night considering the alcofuel empty and the pitchers were only 12 bucks at the bar. Sunday started slooooooowww, can you guess why? If so let me know cause I can't remember.. Woke up above the sheets fully clothed (better then stark naked, especially when sharing a room with 12), you know those type of nights. Ended up not having a hangover though so I got more skating done and went yet again the p.laf to cap off the weekend. The weather was unfuckwithable and the usual suspects rolled through the park.

Montreal's a big city, and I didn't realize that, I'm actually pretty ignorant but I've got street smarts. The people are nice and friendly, for example they look you in the eye when they pass by on the sidewalks more often then not, un-like Toronto. I got the understanding that the general public live a care free lifestyle over here. It's good shit..

I miss you mtl! Your cheap beer, friendly people, laid back lifestyle,  good (but rough) spots, poutine and but of course.... your smoked meat.

À la prochaine!

P.S. delayed post due to going to Detroit on may two four (which I was under the assumption would be this weekend, you know, having passed the actual date of the 24th and all.) Will I post about it? Probably not.

*  The server there was a friendly fellow but I knew there was something off about him that I couldn't place.. But at last it surfaced the second time we met.. "did I show you my roller-blades last time" enough said right?

** Fixing that crack at the bottom of the double down hubba is always an option.... or not.