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Getting horribly, horribly lost...

I got to Jan-Mark's house right after work and he informed me that we would no longer be bringing our bikes to Montreal this weekend because Luca's car's brakes were broken. So Andrew and I left our bikes at his house and JM stuffed his bike in the backseat, leaving one and a half seats for me and Luca. Needless to say, it was pretty cozy back there. As soon as we got to Montreal, we stopped at the Provigo and picked up some stuff for our hosts. I bought a big huge chocolate bar. Jan-Mark then informed me that I would be staying with him at Louis-Philip's house and Andrew and Luca will stay at Pierre's house. So, we found Louis-Philip's house and had some of the wine that he brought for LP. I thought I was late for meeting Mike, so I called him to let him know, but I was wrong. Earlier, I had said that I would call him at 9:30, not meet him then. So that was good. We sat around chatting for a while with LP and his roommates, then Andrew and Luca dropped me off dowtown. Mike was waiting for me at the Metro when I got there, because we were a little late, but that's OK. We went to some pub and then to the Mad Hatter, for some 90s music and beer in plastic cups. I guess it was an interesting sort of throwback. Mike knows quite a few people at this place, so I briefly talked to some of them, but none of us had meaningful 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'm walking, but somewhere along the way, I lost the address that I had written down. I thought I had memorized it as 6448 St. Laurent, but this was wrong. I walked and walked until finally I saw a store called "Bling Bling" that we had mocked on the way into town. This is when I realized that I had passed LP's house...a long time ago. There was no way I was walking back, because I was SURE I hadn't seen it on my trek north.

Luckily Bling Bling was right near a Metro station, so I went in there and called Mike. His number was the only number I had on me at the time. My iPod had broken, I don't know if it was dead or what, but that's where I keep all of my phone numbers, and JM's was in there. So there was no way I could call him either. I called Mike and he directed me to his house, so that I could finally get some sleep. It was all the way at the end of the subway line, then a $12 taxi ride to the suburban split level home in the southwest side of the city. (I had walked all the way to the northeast side in Little Italy) By the time I got there, it was 8 a.m. and his mom was up with tea for me, and then I emailed everyone to tell them I got lost and not to worry about me, only the email to LP came out like this because I was DELIRIOUS: "I'm in Lasalle, please send me your address, I am so lost! I tried to walk back last night and I don't know what I'm doing, ohhhhhhh my god. I have your key, just let me know where I have to go! Oh god, HELP. Louise"

Understandably, he wrote back pretty quickly asking if I was OK and gave me his work and home numbers and even offered to let me come and meet him at work. So that was a very nice thing to do.

After sending out that distress signal, I pretty much just passed out in Mike's brother's bed and that was that.

Me in the car, meowing

Me in the car, meowing

Posted by baixing 17:00 Archived in Canada

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