Samedi

(Saturday en francais)

(I'm typing this while on the Metro, just have to love smart phones)

Saturday was a pretty relaxing day. Got up at about 10:30 and slowly got ready for the day. Leftover pizza for lunch and played some PS3 with Warren while Ashley studied.

At about 1:30 or 2:00 we got on the metro and went to Olympic Park to see the Big O and the Montreal tower. I got a daily metro pass, valid for 24 hrs, for $8 which is a pretty good deal if you plan to take more than 3 metros in a day.

The metro system here is great and with the Snowdon metro station 5 mins away (considering having to wait to cross Queen Mary) it is very convenient and will great for Gwen when she gets here Wednesday evening.

When we got to Olympic Park, we went inside to see the Olympic Pool and take some pictures outside:

Montreal Tower

Olympic Pool

Afterwards, we went up the Montreal tower and took some pretty cool pictures:

Mount Royal

Downtown

Jacques Cartier Bridge

We went to the Maurice Richard Arena to take some pictures of the Rocket's bronze statue:

We assume this is the Rocket's hand print (look at those sausages)

We then proceeded to walk to the botanical gardens only to turn around and walk back to Olympic Park as Warren and Ashley felt that $15 to enter the gardens was a little too much, I don't blame them, I don't think we were prepared to spend 3 hrs walking through the gardens, me less-so as I had done this one week prior and 6*C warmer.


We continued exploring around Olympic Park 

and saw this area which we could not figure out what it was used for:

There were some seats and astro turf but everything seemed so random that it didn't make sense. The only thing I could come up with was perhaps it was the finishing point of the Montreal Marathon.





Since it was about 4:30, we decided we should probably start to make our way downtown where we would eat dinner. We took the metro (pros at this point) and got off right beside City Hall.

We walked down towards the Old Port and watched a street performer who was really good (yes, we all supported him with a few bucks spare change).  

"Korea" riding his pony

Afterwards, we got our desert (before supper) - beaver tails. Mine was called Le Québécois and had sugar and maple syrup, delicious!

We then wandered around and found Le Cage aux Sports where we ate dinner.

As we were flipping through the menu, we noticed that they had "Kamikaze Wings" and that you apparently had to sign a waiver. So, we thought we would try them and attempted to order 4 wings, the minimum. As we ordered, the waiter looked at us and was like "are you sure that you want them" to which we answered "no but thought we would try". The waiter cautioned us saying that there is a guy upstairs who ordered them and is actually crying. So, we decided to go with the Upper Cut wings which were just below the kamikaze wings by about 3 cayenne peppers (which are indicating hotness - the "hot wings" had 4 cayenne peppers, upper cut had 6 and kamikaze had 9).
We got the upper cut wings and had a bite, pretty good I thought. The waiter came by and asked how they were, we told him good and he said "still want to try the kamikaze?" We said "yeah sort of just to say that we did". So he brought out some kamikaze sauce and we dipped our wings in. And... WOW! At first, the hotness was relatively calm but the BAM it hits you, and stays... For me, my mouth was on fire for about 20 mins. I thought that the cooked broccoli would be a good option to try and clear the burning in my mouth but this was a bad idea - the broccoli was probably the hottest item on my plate which only fuelled the inferno in my mouth. Luckily, the Rickards Red cooled things for a bit.

After dinner, we came back to the apartment, Warren and Ashley packed their bags and then I drove them to their hotel downtown.

Afterwards, I came back to the apartment and the quietness / noises that I will learn to get used to over the next few months.