The alarm rings. Quack quack.
It's time to stand up in this Monday, December 20 because we still have some things and widgets to settle before our departure. The day not looking that hard, but we have stuff to do anything ...
The first stage of the day for Chris and me was taking the subway to visit our sponsor for the last time and go do some "shopping". These races finished, I found the friend seated in the center eaton Chafouine before our favorite Subway. It seems that the appointment with the developer had to happen as planned : ie that he had not read the document that he was sent there over a month, and returned a few days before.
But never mind, we have other fish to fry. And the first of them is rental agency with whom we want to recover our deposit. The problem is that they did not bail, and they know that having the next day. Reason: they have got the message from the owner this morning. Okay guys, after all, it does a month they send you emails and we will call you to say that we would go back in our day. Either. We leave empty-handed. Chris even more.
Why, you say? Well, simply because earlier in the day, had the misfortune to cross his path. A turkey- misfortune exactly. Our dearest Kim could not come to revel in our tagine Sunday she did, at the same time, could not cut the hair of the cheap Chafouine, who began slowly getting tired of his bit of 30kg on the head. The backup solution has been to visit a hairdresser. Bad idea (mine at the base, sorry). Result: $ 25 for a cut too short made by a turkey unsympathetic. It failed, compared with the expected result, but it's far from ugly, it's something.
Returning in the subway, where we stayed, having just disillusioned with the rental agency. We're back at the apartment where we exceeded the limit before the deadline '30h boarding ', which means that we now have the opportunity to print our boarding passes. thing we do at home, sprawled on the bed Moumou. The latter take this moment to go through the door, he returned from Diro where he bade farewell to his colleagues . The tear in his eye, he prefers isolation. We respect his privacy and leave her alone in a preferred location for this kind of moment: the toilet.
The afternoon is exciting: we do laundry and we go to Rosemont station to get our printer Gwen . We take this opportunity to invite him for dinner tonight. The REAL last supper pals in Montreal (yes I know, I also feel we did 10 last suppers but good).
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Ombeline Raul and join us for 20 minutes, a little disoriented shall we say. We like to see them one last time because our aperitif couscous Wednesday was aborted due to travel to New York.
Around 11:50 p.m., underground forces, we go back to the station.
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Arriving at Jean-Talon, we move our butts to catch the last blue.
The Spaniards did not.
The Spaniards returned by bus.
This morning, Tuesday 21, we put everything into our luggage, gave everything we had left food in the neighbors left a box of Christmas for Ukrainians, bought a bag that weighs not work to replace the luggage that weighs no longer works, closed the door one last time, and left for real what was our cozy nest for about 4 months . It is still something.
The sadness is quickly replaced with sweat when we are trying every means possible to move four large suitcases (one whole rotten and not at all hard) to three. Conclusion: it's boring and difficult . Fortunately, the road from our house to the subway is the most complicated, after there is much left to bus 747 to Airport Express.
And here we are, sitting in airport, waiting for our plane to leave with 1:30 late. A very fast for some, later for other, one day, hopefully for the rest!
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