And again
Following on from my last entry, I got caught up in a conversation with two American guys at the bus station in Boston last week. They were reasonably intelligent guys, but the subject soon drifted on to the fact that I was getting a bus to Canada. The younger guy was quite enthusiastic about this, as he'd never been to Canada before.
"Never left the States!" he beamed, proudly. I was almost willing to forgive this lack of ambition to travel when he looked at me and asked "So does Canada have like, an army?"
"Excuse me?"
"An army, do they have an army, or a navy or anything like that?"
I was almost at a loss for words.
"No", I said, matter-of-factly. "They just keep their fingers crossed".
It's maybe just aswell he's never left the States.
So I was quite relieved to wake up the next morning in Montreal, partly because it meant I'd made it to Canada but mainly because Montreal is a very attractive city. I was there for three nights in a very comfortable hostel, and explored as much as I could with blisters on my feet. I made it to Ottawa, Canada's capital on Saturday and met up with a friend, Linda, whom I've known on Myspace for a while. The next morning I nearly slept in and made it to the bus station in the nick of time to catch the bus to Toronto, not before I realised the Ottawan taxi driver from the day before had ripped me off.
The trip to Toronto was fine, there were only about eight of us on a coach built for fifty, so it was quiet and comfortable. Arrived in Toronto yesterday afternoon and I don't really have a great deal planned until my brother gets here on Wednesday, but I'm sure I'll find something to do.
"Never left the States!" he beamed, proudly. I was almost willing to forgive this lack of ambition to travel when he looked at me and asked "So does Canada have like, an army?"
"Excuse me?"
"An army, do they have an army, or a navy or anything like that?"
I was almost at a loss for words.
"No", I said, matter-of-factly. "They just keep their fingers crossed".
It's maybe just aswell he's never left the States.
So I was quite relieved to wake up the next morning in Montreal, partly because it meant I'd made it to Canada but mainly because Montreal is a very attractive city. I was there for three nights in a very comfortable hostel, and explored as much as I could with blisters on my feet. I made it to Ottawa, Canada's capital on Saturday and met up with a friend, Linda, whom I've known on Myspace for a while. The next morning I nearly slept in and made it to the bus station in the nick of time to catch the bus to Toronto, not before I realised the Ottawan taxi driver from the day before had ripped me off.
The trip to Toronto was fine, there were only about eight of us on a coach built for fifty, so it was quiet and comfortable. Arrived in Toronto yesterday afternoon and I don't really have a great deal planned until my brother gets here on Wednesday, but I'm sure I'll find something to do.
