woensdag 11 januari 2017

VPC Went Vegas Day 11; Toronto Trouble

Since Vegas is the only city in the world I can’t sleep in I don’t wake up until 10:45 as Baars ignored my alarm again like a boss. We head down for breakfast to see what seven Canadian bucks get you these days.

F this ****. We skip breakfast and go for lunch downtown. After a quick shower it’s goodbye and save travels to the lads that travel ahead of us before we hop on the airport shuttle looking for Toronto trouble. The Airport Bullet takes us to Kipling station where we try to buy subway tickets but apparently this is a ‘Paid station’ and tickets are valid for the subway as well. Finding Toronto trouble is more easy than expected as we are greeted with the famous Canadian friendliness by some mother ****er that comes walking up to Baars and starts looking for trouble. Pretty sure we could have handled this mental patient but the plan is to stay in Canada as short as possible and not add a few days in prison.

We make our way to the Bundas station because of its indoor shopping mall. The mall is huge and warm. Since I’m running low on coats I’m wearing three T-shirts and a Hoodie. After some window shopping we cross the street towards the Hard Rock Café for lunch. Toronto is incredibly cheap as two Classic Club Sandwiches, drinks and tip leave us with a ~ € 30,- Credit Card dent.

There are two gay guys at the table next to us and by table next to us I mean the same table since you can’t stick your finger in the space between the tables here at Hard Rock. One of the two clearly poked the wrong hole as he was very much suffering from AIDS. Few times in my life have I seen anyone alive look this bad. Like Binions dealer Bruce. Or Fratie on a Monday. The dude walked straight out of a Walking Dead scene. I feel for the guy but have serious trouble eating with the guy present and I have a pretty strong stomach for stuff like that normally. We ask these guys for Toronto No Coat Sightseeing options but they come up with China Town which sounds like three train and five bus rides away. Thanks, but no thanks.

After lunch we check-out the mall some more before walking in the direction of the CN Tower. I wanted to take the ‘Hop On, Hop off’ bus but online research shows they only sell three day passes at like $ 50,-. Now, if a one day pass would have cost $ 50,- I would have happily paid that. However, not selling day-passes tilts me so the ‘Hop On, Hop off’ bus can go and **** itself. After about 200 feet Baars and I conclude walking outside without a coat is no option. We head back to the Hard Rock and start grinding beers that hit us like freight truck.

As Hugo checks in for his 16:00 flight towards Zurich he asked if there was a possibility to get transferred to the 17:00 Frankfurt flight. Answer; "Sure, plenty of seats on that one". Jelzo and Wum make their way over to the airport ASAP and change their redeye flight to the 17:00 hours one. No way Baars and I can make that flight since we’re grinding beers downtown. We order another one to ease the tilt. Around 18:00 we leave the bar and head back to the hotel.

The Air Canada check-in machine makes us go thought it’s ten minute instruction procedure only to say it cannot check us in. The arrogant c*nt at the info desk is about as helpful as a chocolate teapot as well. Also, Baars carries around his Jack Daniels Bottle as if it is his first born. I accidently ran into the bottle with my suitcase yesterday and we had resuscitate Baars twice. We can’t fly with the bottle since it’s an open cabinet. We stuff the bottle into our hand baggage after security told us we were allowed to check-in two bags each. I thought that was weird and of course Air Canada wants $ 100,- for the extra bag. The question if they can find it in their hearts to make an acceptation after delaying us about 30 hours is answered with a friendly smile and “No”. So, there we sit stuffing Baars’s dirty boxers in my hand luggage to make room for a $ 450,- bottle of Jack…

The boys send pictures of Airport Sushi that looked pretty good earlier so I grab me some of that as a pre-flight dinner. The 15 restaurants don’t offer anything that Baars likes. He spends the 45 minutes in the shopping area until he made up his mind and gets in a huge line for a burger with less than five minutes of boarding time left...

The inflight entertainment set is about as fast as 1998 internet. I get a movie going after five tries but have to give up soon after since so many screens froze up that the entire system has to be shut down for 30 minutes. Nap time.



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