Now accepting donations!

The Aerosmith concert was last night. It was a little disappointing for me. I guess I was just expecting more than they delivered. They were really awesome live, but they didn't play many songs that were really popular. The only song they played that I was decently familiar with was Jaded. Granted, we did leave before the end of the performance, but not by much. Bon Jovi's performance was better, in my opinion, and there were probably 50,000 more people there.

Every morning we have class for about three hours. We go over grammar concepts and cultural aspects of Quebec. At the beginning of the week, our teacher gave us an assignment. We had to go out in the city and approach a stranger. (Side note, my mom and my Uncle Sean had both told me that I shouldn't talk to strangers. Sorry guys, that's all we do here!) We were told to ask them questions about their life, their profession, etc, and we would have to report back today on what we learned. We each had 8 questions that we wanted to ask. I wasn't really looking forward to this because I did not want to just approach someone on the street and be that random, creepy American with a bad accent. There's a deli up the street from us that we go to just about every day (the same deli where we saw the argument). We had walked outside and there was an older man standing there with his dog. For whatever reason, I was feeling confident, so I began to talk to him. He was quite nice and was very interesting. He was even a French teacher! The coolest thing was his last name, DuFour. He came from a long line of bakers and "four" means "oven" in French. Cool, right?


Before we got here, Fatima, Julia, Chloe and I had decided that we wanted to go to Montreal while we're here. We had been told that it was really cheap to take a bus there, only around $20. I asked my teacher how we should go to get the tickets and he used this as a teaching point. He made me go ask the woman at the front desk of our hotel (in French, of course) how we should do that. I did, and the bus station is only a 15 minute walk from our hotel. We ended up paying $90 each for a round trip ticket to Montreal. If that doesn't sound expensive to you, think about it this way: I could have fed myself for 5 days here with that kind of cash! Therefore, we are now accepting donations so that we can eat for the rest of our time here. Please and thank you! Kidding, of course.. We may be intelligent, but that bus station robbed us blind. We laughed the whole way back to the hotel because it was just so ridiculous. I just keep telling myself, "When you're 80, you'll be glad that you spent the money."  Luckily, I just know that we're going to have fun there so it will be worth it. 
Quote of the week: "I think we were sisters in another life. But you weren't white and I wasn't Mexican." - Fatima. These close living quarters in a foreign country are surely developing a bond like no other.

I might not post again until we get back from Montreal on Sunday. Until then!

Quebec around 4am: