Holiday Inn Express Suites Airport Montreal

... know will be before we go south ourselves.<br>Stay tune for more information about our adventure because don't be mistaken, it will be an adventure for us but also for you also if you want to live it.<br>Later <br><br>Oh by the way we are taking another cruise in the southern Caribbeans this time in February, visiting places like Aruba, Columbia, Panama, Costa Rica Grand Cayman and Miami.<br>

... stay at the Hotel Gearin<br>Jan. 2 - visit the Blue Mountains<br> stay at the Hotel Gearin<br>Jan. 3 - return to Sydney by train<br> stay at Wake Up! Sydney Central <br>Jan. 4 - visit Sydney<br> stay at Wake Up! Sydney Central<br>++++++++note ...

Bonjour,<br><br>Eh oui, voici les photos du Japon. J'ai été bien occupée depuis mon retour de voyage mais je ne vous ai pas oublié. Je vous envoie donc quelques-unes des nombreuses photographies que j'ai prises au Japon. J'espère que vous apprécierez. Il reste maintenant la Thaïlande...si tout va bien, vous les aurez avant Noël !!<br><br>Bonne semaine.<br><br>Élo<br>

I had been to the province of Quebec, Canada (specifically, Montreal) twice before. But the experience this time around was far richer, probably because of the people who inhabited it. Lorena, owner of Le Gite St-Andre in Montreal and Nadia of Le Gite Cosy in Quebec City, made us feel right at home. A bed &amp; breakfast, Le Gite St-Andre is located in Le Plateau neighborhood of Montreal. It was a fabulous base from ...

... guide yells to us: "ok male cover is $2 and girls are free" and I quickly yelled back, "so then $1 for gay men?!". After everyone laughed and the guys tried acting gay to save a buck, The tour told me not to worry and paid my cover for me! Yay!<br><br>After dancing for a while, we went to their deck to smoke. April and I were talking to the tour guide again he offered to buy us shots as long as we tipped. We went up to the bar and he ordered 3 shots of jagermister, lord knows ...

... BJ and I, being destructive males, decided it would be more fun to try to crack the ice... Having dug up a rather large rock, we tried to act inconspicous until the park rangers left, at which point I picked up the rock and following warnings from some other tourists ("Don't go in after it dude") hefted the rock toward the ice. It landed on the ice, resulting in a satisfying cracking sound, and the creation of a rather large hole. BJ and I ran away giggling... Very mature ...

... that, so I just picked something from Trip Advisor randomly. This also, was shared accomodations, and it made Keith feel like I wasn't listening. He was upset, so he left for a while to think about what to do. While he was gone, I had a nice time with Anika and Cedric learning how to make crepes like real French people. Cedric had just come to Montreal from France, after he met Anika in Greece last year. They are a really cute hippie couple, and they know how to make a mean lemon ...

... 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 ...

... hopefully then things will be groovy! So I had a pretty rubbish day. I think that part of it is home sickness, well not homesickness in the sense that I want to come home but that I do miss everyone and that if all this stuff had happened while I was at home yeah I would have been annoyed but I would probably have handled things a bit better and not thrown a huge strop! and blown everything out of proportion in the way that I did. I thought that I was handling the whole being away thing ...

... up in England - yep it was raining with style! I spent most of the day wet, but still enjoyed pottering around. I visited the Cathderale Marie Reine which is lovely and there was a wedding taking place (in French of course). My long train ride home was highly entertaining as I was sat next to a 6ft8(!) Canadian called Casey. Our conversation seemed to involve lots of dictionary definitions of words we were using, our language ...