So I'm off to Barcelona for my cousin's wedding. However, before I could get there, I had to fly to Montreal, then Munich and then finally Barcelona. Since I had an 8 hour layover in Montreal, I decided to go downtown. The girl at the airport told me to get off at the bus station. I'm not sure what she was thinking, but it seems the station is in a semi-ghetto as far as Canadian cities go.

So here was my first and last adventure to the bus station in Montreal.

1. I decided to grab a map and see if I could figure out where to go, so after not having any idea where I was, I went outside and found a big pole with directions, but couldn't figure out where I was on the map. Shortly after, a homeless man approached me with a whole speach about how he was $4.76 short of getting his student ticket (clearly was NOT a student) and if I could help him out, he could tell me where things were. For $2 I thought it was worth it and he helped me out and went off finding 3 more "victims" before I left the area.

2: I decided to walk towards a nice Church and take some photos but noticed a number of unsavoury characters including one woman who wouldn't stop hitting herself so I left that area.

3: Next I found a nice looking street and decided to check it out. Half way down, another homeless woman approached me and said something about God and a nice day. Turns out she went on and on and before long was asking me for $20 for crack or coke. She kept saying F this S on that and kept tying Jesus and God into crack and asking for that $20. Weird.

4: To make me feel better about my experience so far, I decided to go to Zing, which was awful with their new TINY bowls and expensive good. Zing was also graced by my crack lady again. *sigh*

5: I walked uptown (or something) into a nicer area which was boring so I walked back downtown which went from nice to ghettoized quickly. First came the homeless man with at least 7 dogs all attached to leashes and to him. Not sure how that all worked.

6: Next came the nice gentleman across the street who turned out to be a crack dealer. Best dressed crack dealer I have certainly ever seen. First he sold some to random people and then to a quite unattractive hooker.

7: I get to the airport and the airline people are finally there. As I'm waiting, a guy who wanted to fly with Czech airines 10 minutes before his flight with 1 suitcase and 2 tires for a car, one which is sealed and one appears open and used is denied boarding. Then he can’t understand why he can’t get on the flight, as there aren’t even agents from the right airline there anymore!!

Oh well, hopefully the flight is better :D