Howard Johnson Inn Rigaud
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... We start pushing, pulling, dragging our luggage down the hallway to the door. Dripping in perspiration we open our door. Thank God again, the key works. My Fitbit now said that I had logged in over 3 miles. The last one down that hallway was the hardest. That carpet was beautiful but not made for rolling luggage.
After a good night's rest and a great breakfast we were ready for the trip down the hall again. ...
... were lined with jars upon jars of the stuff, some spicy, some filled with gnocchi and ready for dinner, some with meat. Again, the thought of carrying stuff all day was daunting, so we vowed to return before closing at 5 pm. I swear I could've just sat there all day and sniff the air. Yum.
... these languages, nor do I expect to find many English-speakers in any of the places I plan to visit. But that's okay. It's more fun that way.
Where are all these 'stan countries anyway?
There are five countries that Westerners usually lump together as the 'stans: Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan, which I'll be visiting on this trip, and Kazakhstan, Tajikistan and Turkmenistan, which I will not. Here's a handy intro ...
I'm back in Montreal after an extremely long journey home. The process begin on Tuesday, when I went to the Canadian embassy in Rome to see what I could do to get back to Montreal without a passport.
I got to the embassy a few minutes before it opened. I was greeted by security, in Italian of course. I asked them if this was the Canadian embassy. "Si," said one the the guards. "What's ...
... Montreal. The only way to get to this island airport is to take a 2-minute ferry ride. Short and sweet. Our flight to Montreal took less than an hour, and the regional jet cruised at a low altitude, affording marvelous views of the cities at night. The half-moon was also glorious. We were transferred by bus to our luxurious Loew's hotel Vogue. The President's reception took place at midnight ...