J The Trucker

Well after driving for about 8.5 hours or so from Quebec City, I certainly feel like it. But I wouldn't be able to do it...too boring I suppose.

A really quick recap of what happened this weekend:

Friday - drove up to Ottawa, picked up my girl at airport, went to B n' B owned by a 69 and 72 year old gay couple. They had a cat with a wicked haircut, looked like a mini-lion. Went walking all over downtown, caught a busker show that was hilarious, and had dinner at a great Mexican place.

Saturday - drove to Montreal, went to a B n' B in downtown which was...rather...unique. The shower was located right beside the kitchen and the owner was your typical Frenchman with long, unkept hair and wore clothing that made him look like a strung-out rocker. Regardless, we went walking all over old Montreal, ate at Schwartz's (absolutely awesome), Frite Alors! (would've been better if I wasn't so full), and Bocacinni's. We also took the Metro (subway) to the Casino, where I won $25 and promptly spent it on a charicature of Sharon and I which I thought was quite good. Also bought bagels for the family at St. Viateur. Crazy amount of walking again.

Sunday - drove to Quebec City, and saw perhaps the most scariest thing I could see in my rear view mirror while driving there:

Made my biyag tingle

I was going 125km/hr in a 100km/hr zone, and I knew I was dinged for sure...but thank God (which I did) that there was someone else behind me as well, and he got stopped instead. Holy crap I nearly, well, crapped. Let's just say that when he stopped the other car, the feeling of relief isn't the most descriptive word of how I felt at that moment. Anywho, we made our way to Quebec City, and checked into a B n' B owned by a friendly old man. Ate at a crappy fast food place called Chez Ashton (had a poutine craving, but it wasn't all that), and a 2 for $12.95 steak special with fries and salad at a place called Downtown Bistro (one of those "you get what you pay for" meals). Quebec City was awesome, reminded me of San Francisco, and yet again, we did a crazy amount of walking.

Today - the long drive home, compounded by traffic due to cottage country. Good to be home, and damn I'm sick of eating. I'm still so happy I got away with that ticket for sure. I'm never going back to Kay-Beck...maybe

Back to work tomorrow...sigh...