Canada part 2

So we got bored with the street-car loaded Toronto city life and decided to get back on the road and head for Niagara. The falls looks majestic from the top of the Horse-shoe falls. But I cant watch water falling down for a long time. So we decided to head back to the states and get back home a day earlier than planned. The drive back home was spent sleeping in the back seat. I had not slept for the past three nights.. so. But heard the drive was troubled with hailstorms and heavy rain all over Newyork state (spoiling our impromptu plan to stop over at Ithaca) and Mass. Back home in the wee hours and back to one week of routine life at work.

My excitement was growing out of control ad the week progressed as we were getting ready for F1 and Montreal. The day arrived and this time were tripping in the beamer. I had promised to get to Montreal in 4 hours max as we had to start late. So it was a blinding drive all thro Vermont. The state of Vermont has unmarked patrol vehicles but I knew the game now well enough to not get caught. So I was constantly clocking 120mph(194kmph) and reached the Derby line in just under 2 hours. From then on it was real berserk thro the Canadian Highways.And we were in Montreal much ahead of schedule. J. So after checking in at the Youth Hostel (Hell yeah!!! The place was awesome. Thanks to some comedy by Manu and his girlfriend was super nice to Me) we headed straight for Rue St Catherine. After a half cooked – supposed to be Indian food – at the so called Indian Palace, we headed into the place for some action. Not knowing French was a big mistake in Montreal.

Being single and eager get into a party scene, we cornered a French woman – who knew very little english. She was kind enough to give us a custom map to some clubs in the place. But little did we know wat was running in her mind when she drew the map. So we trailed the map and finally reached the club. Whilst crossing the door, I saw 2 guys kissing each other and since it was normal here, I dint think of anything. But as soon as we landed up inside, the club was almost devoid of girls. There was a dirty Ba$%^%^ who gave a filthy look at me. Then something fired up inside my brain and connected the dots. The stupid brain was working overtime to digest the half cooked meal I had sometime earlier and wasn’t firing on all cylinders. But when it fired up, I was already a good 200 meters from that place. Yes I had made an official visit to a Gay Pub in Montreal.

After effects of the previous night made me cautious of the crowd around me inside the Circuit. I am not gonna say about the race or F1 part of the trip. As most of you know, I have been ranting about it for a long time. So I will stop my blabber right here right now.

The Cityscapes are the next series of blogs – a brief description of the cities I have set foot on. Until then… Au revoir. A la Fontaine(or something like that... dont know wat that means... but the French caretaker at the hostel told us before we left)!!!

Canada Part 1

Living so close the border and F1 happening some 4 hours from my house was not the only motivation for making a trip to Canada. There were some GUY-FACTORS involved too. (I meant the driving u #$^%$^ minds!!!). The drive was simply amazing. We made 2 trips. Once to Toronto – Ottawa – Niagara and then again to Montreal.

The Toronto-Ottawa trip was the longest road trip I ever did in my life. And wisely I decided to rest my babe for that one and we took the spanking new Accord. Though it lacked the power and punch of my beamer, it was fun driving the big car. Especially cos it was new. The owner sat next to me and kept his eyes fixed on the Tacho (I clocked 115mph – 185kmph) all thro the trip!!! But after some time I had to give up the speed and stick to the 100kmph speed limits cos of the stupid traffic near Montreal and on the worlds busiest highway that has like a zillion lanes on either side (actually 14 lanes on each side) Also the insects martyring themselves on the windshield was really pissing me off cos u cant really use the wiper to clean em. That will only make things worse. It was nice that Canada gas pumps had full service just like India. We cud get it cleaned every now and then!!!

First stop was Ottawa. Its really sleepy city but very clean and orderly. York St night life just rocks!!! Too many Indians were around too. The Lebanese food places were mind blowing!!! But we spent only the night and the early morning to visit the Flight Museum there. Museum was the main agenda and I was more than eager to be there for a long time. The collection is too gud and you have to be there to believe it. Awesome place.

Next stop Toronto. Again a sprawling metropolis with too many Indians. There is nothing really to luk for in Toronto except the CN tower. The glass floor was gud fun in the CN tower. The only place worthwhile talking a walk and enjoying the evening is Kings street with the long line of Restaurants and Clubs. But the place we stayed was a new experience. We planned to ditch the boring and over formal NA hotels and holed up in youth hostels. I wud say U can never see people from all over the world in one place. And its all co-ed. (With drinking allowed.. need I ask for more???)

To be continued in the next post....

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