Day 6: The Day the Hormones Won

So, this is the first thing I saw on Day 6:

I’m not sure what omen a flying porta potty foretold but I’ll let you decide for yourselves. We decided to go to the Montreal market in Little Italy, which resulted in us wandering around because our tour book lacked a map of that section.

However once we got to the market and suffered some really weird gluten free crepes, we were able to appreciate the wonderful displays of produce.

The weather wasn’t cooperating and most of us had been kept up all night by the Mad Hatter bar next door so we decided to take a mid-day break and watch the best movie of all time:

You would think that would be enough to warrant the title of this post but there’s more. Read on.

We decided to walk to the old city and finally found the solution to Suavest of the Seas’ constant hungriness:

We weren’t really feeling like doing anything after dinner so we went back to the apartment and watched the worst movie of all time:

It doesn’t even warrant a YouTube clip because it is so terrible. Basically, this movie taught us that once you’re pregnant you lose your sense of balance, eat chili with your hands, and justify your decision to get pregnant as a way to stave off loneliness because your grandmother finally remarried. The title of this post stems not from the lack of activities and extreme apathy with no firm decision making but from the fact that we wasted 2 hours of our time in another country watching this movie. And that’s how the hormones overcame all good sense.

Btw, shout out to whoever comes up with the best caption for this picture, seen in our wanderings through Little Italy:

Have a happy fourth of July and tune in tomorrow to read about our epic unplanned day in Vermont (amazing pics included).

Till next time,
Techtalkin’ and walkin’

Au Revoir Canada

For all of those concerned parents out there we officially just crossed back onto American soil.

We drove across the border singing this but with Randi’s extra made up line about president Lincoln:

Our sing along quickly switched over to “Don’t want to Miss a Thing” as we celebrated America’s finest things; Aerosmith, constant fear of Armageddon, and Ben Affleck.

We are so, so happy to have the data use back on our iPhones. After much discussing we unanimously decided Siri and the Google Maps app (available now through iTunes) are far superior to the GPS that came with the car. The arrow doesn’t rotate to reflect the direction you are currently driving, there is no voice accompaniment, and it lists the next steps FROM BOTTOM TO TOP! Who reads that way?

Most of the time we were in Canada we just felt like this:

Anyway, we’re happy to be back. Blogging will be easier now that we don’t have to rely on wifi so expect entries for Montreal soon!
-the Gringo Gaucho

Montreal Public Transportation

Does anyone else recognize the similarity between the door closing sound on the Montreal subway and the classic Beatles song “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds”?