I've been out of town for the past week... finally back home, catching up on email and the like.
Spent a few days in Toronto at a conference, which was fairly interesting, but maybe more of an excuse to be close to someone. Then Saturday night, headed out to Montreal as a last-minute thing to do with a couple of friends. But again, mostly an excuse to be close to someone.
Montreal is great fun.... I think I should go there more often than a couple times a year. We got there in the evening, had dinner, saw a show at a club, and then spent a few hours drinking $8 pitchers of a decent local beer -- must have had 4 or 5 -- before heading over to Sky.
I've always loved Sky, it's such a rockin' club -- one of the few places I'll actually have fun dancing at -- but I was extremely disappointed with it now. The last time I was there must have been a year ago, always hopping busy with tonnes of folk, packed-full on every dance floor, with nary an empty space.
Well, it was completely renovated recently -- the new decor and smaller dance space just doesn't do it any justice... and considering it was a Saturday after midnight, which is normally a highly-busy time, it was quite UNbusy. That's just so sad. So anyway, my friend and I ended up going back to Drugstore for another pitcher and talk with a couple guys who were glancing at us while we were there earlier. We shared the rest of our pitcher with them, and later made our way in drunken stupors down the street to another club which had no cover. It was pretty small, but I think it was better than Sky -- okay, so I was too drunk to actually dance for more than a few minutes, but it felt more happenin', at least.
We eventually parted company (I can't remember how well I behaved, if at all... hmm) and headed back to Sky to check in on another friend we had left behind. We found him getting along with someone, whom he later went home with... well, it's closing time, my friend and I were getting tired, and staff were kicking us out. We were still too drunk to drive or walk very far -- either hotels are very hard to find, or we were just too wasted to notice anything.
We settled with sleeping in the car, and later waking up to sounds of the city around us. A surprisingly decent sleep, too. And no hangover. Odd.
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