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Travel Blogs from Montreal
We left at 7am and drove to Mont Blanc ski resort. My favourite runs were Yodel, Panda and Suisse. They were all green runs, but Panda and Suisse were a bit harder. Lach, Soph and Dad had the stacks of the day . Lach's happened by his stock getting caught under his ski and went spinning and fell. Soph's happened by slipping on the ice then spun around. Dad's happened by losing ...
... I reunited with Cara and Gaby and I made friends with two great English guys, Peter and Sam, from my dormroom.
We went biking, they showed me a few great songs and some other new food places.
One night we went out all together and spent our afterparty at a guys home with a sweet little Jamsession. Cara is an incredible singer, a friend of Gaby plays the Guitar like a hero and Peter was good in it too.
One of the rare moments of purity. So many momories of my time ...
... for dinner. Unfortunately these compliments come from a guy - the Village is Montreal's gay quarter. Walking back west I'm soon among the Jazz Festival and stop to listen to a few bands before moving into the old city. After checking out the pier and Main Street I meet Emily as she's finishing work and we ride back home. It's midnight by the time I get back therefore a good time to call my family is Brisbane. It's the first time I've spoken with them since I left ...
... ahead is why. Because this is the only time
IN YOUR LIFE that you will ever make that mistake. Because you are learning
something incredibly valuable: don't assume there will be food there. In this
respect, I have become an old person at age 20 – from this point forward I vow
you will never see me without a snack in my bag. Never again will I allow the
hunger-grumps to rule my morning.
... so waited in the Garden and also had a wander round the City.
Randomly there was a Reggae festival on so we listened to that for a short while.
We were in a mixed dorm with a french family. Luckily the son could speak good english so we sat talking to him most of the night. He was nice but very ...