ottawa

After doing my orientation in the swap office on king street west I decided to take a trip up to Ottawa, Montréal, Québec and further. I made a plan not to plan anything just see where the road would take me so hopped on a bus to Ottawa and managed to find the Ottawa jail hostel so booked in there and we went out that night with a few others and visited a few bars made plans with a kiwi and a Canadian to head to Montréal the next day. We headed to about 3 or 4 bars then heading to the last bar I fell behind the group and when i got to the door the bouncer looked at my passport and because I was 14 and bald in the photo (or maybe it was due to the fact that I was in quite an intoxicated condition who really knows) he would not let me in so I headed off to the hostel, the only problem being I was in a completely strange city at about 2 in the morning without a map and no idea where I was and pissed out of my mind I really was fit to kill that bouncer but somehow, I’ve no idea how, I made it to the hostel (a few stops to ask directions and a few French conversations later it’s amazing what you can do when your drunk).next morning I felt very sick and head down to the kitchen where nerissa started talking to me it was only when she mentioned Montréal I realised who I was talking to and why she was talking to me and that I’d actually made plans to head to Montréal so I drank lots of water and tried to eat but felt sick so I left Ottawa with a sick stomach and a bad impression of the city even though I did not see much of it!

Ottawa, Canada