Went to Montreal, Canada this weekend with my man and his bros. It was lots of fun. 
We love Canada because it is cheap. Either that or we miscalculate whenever taking 1/3 off the price of everything. “Oh that is $2 Canadian??? It must be like 50 cents in US$!!”
There was also a convenient store that had an “Open 25 hours” sign in its window. We spent a lot of time pondering that one. (Being RPI geeks and all, we considered the possibility of metric time.)
We stayed at the Quality Hotel (hotness! lol) on Rue de Parc. Everything was in French, very little of which I understood despite my 4 years of high school education in the subject. It was very weird since most signs and stuff were in French but there was a variety of who spoke what (French? English? Franglais? Frenglish?). How exciting it is being in a “foreign” country!
The evening was filled with a bit ‘o’ bar-hopping (well as much as I’ve ever done, I imagine this is a lot more exciting when you are under aged in the States, it must feel illegal). Then we boogied our butts off at the Loft. Fun fun! We had a very late-night chai fix as well. (YUMMERS!)
The weekend was entirely too short, of course. I’m glad I got to come along this time!! 
Rock on!
