I’m Back

I’m back in New York. It feels like I’ve been gone for more than six days. Now I’m in my comfort zone. I have nothing left to say, except a few pictures I’m going to parade below. Visit the photos page for more. I didn’t capture much. I’m a lazy bummer when it comes to photography.

The Rockies (British Columbia)

The Prairie (Manitoba)

1 comment June 28th, 2008

Vol Est Annulé

Montréal, Québec — That means my flight is canceled. I had to re-book my flight for a later one to a different destination. What troubled me was when I called Air Canada’s reservation hotline, the representative gave me a Toronto flight to be an option. My original destination was Newark, New Jersey. Why in the hell would I want to fly to Toronto as an alternative? If he expected me to drive eight hours from Toronto to New York, wouldn’t it make sense for me to drive almost the same number of hours from Montreal?

I don’t know the real reason for the cancellation because the teller told me (that’s what a teller does; tells you) that the weather wasn’t good at the destination. When I called my mother to inquire (we live 20 minutes away from Newark) she said that it’s so hot there. I’m supposed to be there at this very minute. Instead I’ll be arriving at 7PM and I hate traveling from La Guardia.

What did I think of Montreal? Simply put, it’s like Queens, New York. It’s the least I liked amongst the four provinces. The expressways here are like the BQE — that’s how fucked up it is (if you know my loathsome sentiments on BQE). Unlike from other Canadian provinces, signs here are written and spoken in French first before English. If there is no linguist spirit running through your veins, it’d be difficult for you to drive here. All roadway signs are in French — Nord, Est, Oest, Sud, rue, sortie. See, I’ve picked up a few words.

Au revoir Montréal.

1 comment June 28th, 2008