Lets backtrack.
We started drinking a bottle of Canadian Club at 5pm. Me, Drew, Junker, Nic, and Mickey the Rat had a few drinks, and dressed up Nic and Mike, who are both Kiwi's in Canadian gear. The plan was to be waiting outside the bar downstairs at 6pm for it to open, but we were a few minutes late. I talked the manager into giving me a $20 bar tab, in exchange I would play an hour set at the bar. 
At around 7pm, we had quite a nice crew out. Most of my friends from work, two of which are Canadian, a Canadian guy I met at work, and invited out to make the numbers bigger, and other friends from the hostel. Most people wore whatever red stuff they had, even if they weren't Canadian.
At around 7pm, we had quite a nice crew out. Most of my friends from work, two of which are Canadian, a Canadian guy I met at work, and invited out to make the numbers bigger, and other friends from the hostel. Most people wore whatever red stuff they had, even if they weren't Canadian.At 7:30, they shut off the jukebox, and I pulled out the guitar. I had quite a few drinks under my belt, which helps me go for the high notes, rather than backing off. I think I did pretty good. (I've been invited to play on Sunday nights, during the 'Sunday Session' they have at the hostel now.) 
At 8:30pm, 'Quiz Night' began. Make a team of five people. Hmmm, Team Canada? Me, Drew, Matt, Jen, and Corey. I had already been told to stop singing the Canadian Anthem by the Barman. He was being a real jerk about it too. The questions were hard. One of the questions was about some polish dude, so I answered it with 'Alex Zaleski'. Wrong.
We participated for about an hour and half when we figured it was about time to leave. Before we left, I thought it would be a good idea to belt out the anthem one more time.
At 8:30pm, 'Quiz Night' began. Make a team of five people. Hmmm, Team Canada? Me, Drew, Matt, Jen, and Corey. I had already been told to stop singing the Canadian Anthem by the Barman. He was being a real jerk about it too. The questions were hard. One of the questions was about some polish dude, so I answered it with 'Alex Zaleski'. Wrong. We participated for about an hour and half when we figured it was about time to leave. Before we left, I thought it would be a good idea to belt out the anthem one more time.As they were removing me from the premises, I didn't miss a beat. I kept belting out the tune, and finished just as I exited the doors.
Next stop was 'Mustang'. Lots of pictures, and more jugs of beer. More Canadians as well which was nice. Everyone was having a great time, and I was enjoying one of the best nights out I've had in a long time, and all of my best friends around were out. Matt had got the following day off work, so we got a rare night of drinks. It was salsa night at Mustang, and I've always wanted to get on the floor, but always back down because most of the people that do it have been doing it for a long time, and take lessons. Last night didn't even phase me. I was spinning, and twisting pretending I knew what I was doing.
When Mustang closed, we hopped in some cabs and ripped out to Hip-E Club. $5 Jim Beam and cokes. I spent 95% of my time there on the dance floor waving my flag around. There was even more Canadians here. We all just jumped around the dance floor, and swayed arm in arm. We didn't even know each other, but we knew we were all Canadian, and on the other side of the world. I probably posed for more than 100 photos. 
Hip-E Club closed at around 3:45am. Me, Paddy(Irish guy in our room), Jen, and Emma(both from work), jumped in a cab in search of food. The only thing I had eaten all day was a few hand fulls of corn flakes, and some crisps. The only place open was "Fast Eddy's". The burger costed me $17.95.
Hip-E Club closed at around 3:45am. Me, Paddy(Irish guy in our room), Jen, and Emma(both from work), jumped in a cab in search of food. The only thing I had eaten all day was a few hand fulls of corn flakes, and some crisps. The only place open was "Fast Eddy's". The burger costed me $17.95.This morning, Me, Nic, Matt, Drew and Mike layed in the room for hours. Hungover laughing is one of my favourite activities because you've still have a bit of juice in the tank from the night before. It's 6:10pm, and Mike is still in bed.
It was one of the funnest Canada Day's I've ever had. It meant a lot more being somewhere outside of the country. Rather than partying where everyone is Canadian, you go find the Canadians, and your instantly family. I don't remember anyones names, but we had some great times, and the pictures prove it.
Bargained for the tie at Savation Army. $2 off. BooYaa!
