à montréal - jour un
3:30 a.m.
so this feels entirely inorganic. not that my previous entries were particularly insightful, they at least shared that idea of newness... even if i had experienced similar events previously. but i guess i will share what i remember thinking throughout my trip to montreal over the first weekend of august 2008.
(i don't really like looking at the past.
but i'm not into incomplete pictures either... tough call)
alright.
first memory remembered:
driving to montreal over a long weekend in the summer right after work in the height of rush hour is not conducive to arriving early.
unless, we're talking bout like 3am early. cuz that is eventually when we got there. me, l-ho, ramos and es: an illegal immigrant vehicle if i had ever seen one.
speaking of immigrants - arriving chez ramos, being met with the ramos parents.
first question (as is typical of any/all filipino families): did you eat?
no matter what the answer is, the elders will pile on the food.
as delicious as 5 cheese lasagne is, it is painful to eat so late in the eve/early in the morning after already ingesting drive thru food.
ditto for ice cream.
and wings.
needless to say: so. much. food.
this pretty much set the trend for the whole weekend avec la famille ramos.
now what did we do saturday...
wandered around the city. it was franco follies. actually the 3rd time i'd be in mtl over that weekend. i was wiped and could care less about the hoopla.
so we shopped st catherines, chilled at the marina. oh yeah... i was shopping for my pending trip to ecuador.
mtl - good shopping city. but like, not quite practical for the equator. i felt conflicted. cuz i probs could've bought all my 'roughing it' clothes from home. oh well.
witnessed storm clouds gather by the marina. pathetic fallacy? maybe.
enjoyed a well needed nap before indulging in a ramos 'bbq' (read: chicken wings charred in the oven with bbq sauce).
felt sick.
met up with rach!
and celebrated my hiring! and champagne gift from a lookalike (different work related story. may cross over into another blog)
and then headed down to the mcgill campus to hang out with some hipsters and attend a nautical themed party.
before we got there, it was a sinking ship.
we were ready to walk the plank.
man overboard.
but when we arrived... well i can't think of a witty nautical pun right now, but it was awesome. i guess likening it to pirates taking over. yeah that was us. everyone else was very subdued. dan brought magic tricks.
party got a lot better.
i totally stole that pink cup in the bottom right corner. and l-ho and ramos took the dauphin hostage. awesome.
(i don't really like looking at the past.
but i'm not into incomplete pictures either... tough call)
alright.
first memory remembered:
driving to montreal over a long weekend in the summer right after work in the height of rush hour is not conducive to arriving early.
unless, we're talking bout like 3am early. cuz that is eventually when we got there. me, l-ho, ramos and es: an illegal immigrant vehicle if i had ever seen one.
speaking of immigrants - arriving chez ramos, being met with the ramos parents.
first question (as is typical of any/all filipino families): did you eat?
no matter what the answer is, the elders will pile on the food.
as delicious as 5 cheese lasagne is, it is painful to eat so late in the eve/early in the morning after already ingesting drive thru food.
ditto for ice cream.
and wings.
needless to say: so. much. food.
this pretty much set the trend for the whole weekend avec la famille ramos.
now what did we do saturday...
wandered around the city. it was franco follies. actually the 3rd time i'd be in mtl over that weekend. i was wiped and could care less about the hoopla.
so we shopped st catherines, chilled at the marina. oh yeah... i was shopping for my pending trip to ecuador.
mtl - good shopping city. but like, not quite practical for the equator. i felt conflicted. cuz i probs could've bought all my 'roughing it' clothes from home. oh well.
witnessed storm clouds gather by the marina. pathetic fallacy? maybe.
enjoyed a well needed nap before indulging in a ramos 'bbq' (read: chicken wings charred in the oven with bbq sauce).
felt sick.
met up with rach!
and celebrated my hiring! and champagne gift from a lookalike (different work related story. may cross over into another blog)
and then headed down to the mcgill campus to hang out with some hipsters and attend a nautical themed party.
before we got there, it was a sinking ship.
we were ready to walk the plank.
man overboard.
but when we arrived... well i can't think of a witty nautical pun right now, but it was awesome. i guess likening it to pirates taking over. yeah that was us. everyone else was very subdued. dan brought magic tricks.
party got a lot better.
then we ventured on our poutine hunt, inevitably ending up on at la belle provence on st. laurent.
mmmmm. poutine.
followed by more wandering at 3 or 4am till we decided to cab back to little jerusalem/chez ramos.
sleep was good. barring esther's ass in my business. no matter where i was on the bed, her bony posterior was invading. it brought me back to childhood.
(continued in next blog. wow. i can't believe how well i remember this shit. oui, il y a beaucoup que j'ai oublié. par choix, et par accident. but it was like i was just there. holy shit. merde)
mmmmm. poutine.
followed by more wandering at 3 or 4am till we decided to cab back to little jerusalem/chez ramos.
sleep was good. barring esther's ass in my business. no matter where i was on the bed, her bony posterior was invading. it brought me back to childhood.
(continued in next blog. wow. i can't believe how well i remember this shit. oui, il y a beaucoup que j'ai oublié. par choix, et par accident. but it was like i was just there. holy shit. merde)
