- Not a place for a Montrealer to sit and have a drink (and leave satisfied). Bars close at 1AM in comparison to our 4AM closing times. This was an outrage. - The streets in the area I was staying had the most gay (not homo) names ever (i.e. Lavender Drive, Sunflower Crescent, Honeysuckle Crescent, Daffodil Crescent, e.t.c.) LOL - Aunt's cat was stepping all over the keys on the that sat piano beside the couch I was sleeping on, so there goes two nights worth of sleep down the pisser. This has rekindled my old hate for cats. - I ate M&Ms until I convinced myself that my s*** was candy-coated. You can also get them custom-printed (who knew?). - No Frenchies! <3 Conclusion: Toronto's alright. What it lacks in booze it compensates with good people and a God that pays attention well-rounded community. I took the gutters for the sidewalk. 'Nuff said. Oh, the wedding was nice too. Also, Hi. :)
After my numerous times in Montreal, I concur: no Frenchies = no fun. But really, I usually only drive an hour to Toronto for concerts, the rare sports game, and "THE WORLD'S BIGGEST BOOKSTORE" HOLY **** I LOVE THAT PLACE. :=D:
I've had a lot of bad experiences with cats not letting me sleep. Every time I stay over someone's house, I'll wake up at 4 in the morning with a cat rubbing up against my face ._.
