It was not a very productive day. We managed to walk the wrong direction on Mont Royal for half an hour, and as we were finding our way back, we got a call from Air Canada asking us if we wanted to fly to Rome that night. We spent the next few hours taking the metro to the library, finding out the library was closed, buying a calling card, figuring out how to use said calling card to call Cat in Paris, taking the metro back to Mont Royal and finding an internet cafe just across the street, skyping with Cat, and trying to find train tickets from Rome to Paris. All this was a big waste of time, since we ended up not going for the Rome flight because the train tickets were all sold out anyway. At least we got to go to Rockaberry to have delicious pies, where we met up with Steph, an old friend from high school.
umm describe these delicious pies, please! and you look so cutely badass in that pic with your hair and leather jacket.
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ahh STEPH! my long lost editor-in-chief half!
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