we took a via rail to get there. wishes and i felt nervous before getting closer to our destiny. after leaving the train station we found out a portuguese, he managed a cab, don't remember as well and he guided us where was the metro, as per french canadian. in fact we were concerned about languages in montreal. we just got french stuff and french people, i felt in europe, indeed. montreal is the one of my chosen cities for my entire life. old streets and colorful houses aligned upon the floor. all of them reflected of mirrored buildings on saint catherine street. it's like black and white. old stuff and new stuff as well. people taking a rest in front of the modern art museum, reading and enjoying the common feast, normally on sundays overthere.
downtown is pretty, not huger than ontario's capital, toronto, but it's not goes to waste to check it out.there was a small store close to the hostel, an indian guy as usual wearing almost a broken glasses sold me some water, i have partied last night and my thirst was freaking me out, i got battery for my camera also, because would be a long fruitful day to take pictures. indeed i did not mention, i had a such perfect night in the day before. first time that i saw a strip house, gorgeous buddies dancing wearing just an underwear to cover up their hard cook. but people is weird overthere, they stare at you with a bad feeling, beats me! just left that place and walked until a line of people in a corner. unity was the name. barely four bucks to get in to the swing. we reached upstairs on the main dancefloor, it was crowded at all, everybody shaking up, it felt happy. we took the up floor to another area, with electronic music and we just step out to open-air area for a cigarette and more and more pretty faces up there.i met a spanish couple and a friend of them, from galicia also. we kissed on the stairs an had some fun on the dancefloor downstairs. i lost my buddies and i took some beer and i met a new guy, sebastian, from quebec city. he speaks spanish also, very well indeed. we stayed together all night long and also he invited me to go with him.
the club was over and after discussing with my friends where we should go that time, everybody wanted to go with their affairs. to be an one night stand guy, as usual. we took saint catherine again, but now going back home. the funniest scene that i ever saw that time. tarik under an umbrella with his boy waiting for us to decide what to do and even he wanted to take a picture of that. a freak homeless sold us a little fun for the next day. i knew a new guy on the street. no clue about the name, but i know that i kissed him somewhere. i got tipsy like always.
downtown is pretty, not huger than ontario's capital, toronto, but it's not goes to waste to check it out.there was a small store close to the hostel, an indian guy as usual wearing almost a broken glasses sold me some water, i have partied last night and my thirst was freaking me out, i got battery for my camera also, because would be a long fruitful day to take pictures. indeed i did not mention, i had a such perfect night in the day before. first time that i saw a strip house, gorgeous buddies dancing wearing just an underwear to cover up their hard cook. but people is weird overthere, they stare at you with a bad feeling, beats me! just left that place and walked until a line of people in a corner. unity was the name. barely four bucks to get in to the swing. we reached upstairs on the main dancefloor, it was crowded at all, everybody shaking up, it felt happy. we took the up floor to another area, with electronic music and we just step out to open-air area for a cigarette and more and more pretty faces up there.i met a spanish couple and a friend of them, from galicia also. we kissed on the stairs an had some fun on the dancefloor downstairs. i lost my buddies and i took some beer and i met a new guy, sebastian, from quebec city. he speaks spanish also, very well indeed. we stayed together all night long and also he invited me to go with him.
the club was over and after discussing with my friends where we should go that time, everybody wanted to go with their affairs. to be an one night stand guy, as usual. we took saint catherine again, but now going back home. the funniest scene that i ever saw that time. tarik under an umbrella with his boy waiting for us to decide what to do and even he wanted to take a picture of that. a freak homeless sold us a little fun for the next day. i knew a new guy on the street. no clue about the name, but i know that i kissed him somewhere. i got tipsy like always.
