So I reached the halway of my trip and I feel tired. It just all the mess that gets me like things everywhere, early mornings packing. I like when the things are in order, my room is always tidy and here I live like bum. But don't worry:) I'm not coming back soon. I'm too curious what will happen next and the second part of the trip goes through the places I always wanted to visit most - starting with cities in USA and finishing in poor Central America. I'll close my eyes and stop paying attention to annoying things.
Montrealyje nusedau dviems dienoms. Bimbinejau po kulturinga miesta, kuris megsta festivalius, nemokamus koncertus, gatves artistus, alternatyvius barus.
Prie pat hostelio esantis geju rajonas puikavosi visokiausiu spalvu, formu ir amziaus vyrukais. Daugybe baru ir striptizo klubu, taciau, bijodamas prarasti azuolo vainika, nutariau vienas ten alaus negerti.
Senamiestis - tvarkingas, jaukus, su baznycia ir restoranu ant kiekvieno kampo.
Nerealus Notre-Dame basilikos vidus, kol peleda kalbino vienuoli, as uzdegiau zvakute, linkedamas, kad krize baigtusi kuo greiciau, o draugai ir artimieji daugiau sypsotusi.
Is centro grizdavau pesciomis pro alternatyvu Latin rajona ir vietini bomzyna. Veikejai, panasus i Dublino kandis, ramste pakampes, aplink ratus suko juodaodziai paaugliai ant bmx dviraciu - globalizacija suvienodina pasauli.
I spent two days in Montreal wandering around. Very cultural city with many festivals, free concerts, street artists, alternative bars.
Just next to the hostel the gay neighbourhood was crowded with different size, colour and age men. Streets full of bars and strip clubs but I didn't risk it to go there drinking beer on my own:)
Old town is nice, actually nothing special but the inside of Notre-Dame basillica.
I even lighted a candle wishing that the recession will finish soon and the people I like and love would smile more. Man, I'm getting soft:)
On the way back from downtown I always had to pass one of the city centre ghettos. Some people there look like Dublin street finest plus black teenagers on bmx bikes, everywhere is the same - fucking globalization.
Pasikulturines Montrealyje, visa diena uzpakali nusedejau autobuse i Niagara krioklius. Atkakojes i vieta, pesciomis pajudejau link hostelio ir vos negavau sirdies smugio (sikart ne del betvarkes:) - pagrindine gatve pasitiko sviesomis, sintetinemis muzikomis, dirbtinemis sypsenomis, burgeriais, atrakcionais, storais amerikieciais ir kitokiu slamstu.
Keikiau save, nes hosteli uszisakiau trims naktims, o, ivertines situacija, supratau, kad krioklius galima apziureti per pusdieni. Nakvynes seimininkas, Patrikas, keliaves po pasauli ir labai panasus i Dzona Travolta, nuramino ir patikino, kad nusprendziau teisingai atvaziaves kelioms dienoms. Tada ispyle daugybe faktu apie krioklius ir upe, o as, mirdamas is alkio, linkciojau galva, informacija praleisdamas pro ausis. Atsimenu keleta - upe, vos penkiasdesimties kilometru ilgio, islaiko tris procentus viso pasaulio gelo vandens, kriokliu vieta keitesi kelis kartus per tukstancius metu, o upeje besiauciantys sukuriai isiurbia i iki 90 metru gyli.
A day in a bus took me to Niagara Falls. I booked a hostel for three nights and seeing the main street full of lights, cheesy music, burgers, horror rooms and similar shit I thought I made a mistake.
Patrick, the hostel owner who looks like John Travolta, assured me that I did a right thing and there many things to do around. He told me loads of facts about the falls and the river that I forgot. I remember just few - the river is only fifty kilometres long but holds three percent of the world's fresh water, the location of the falls changed few times it thousands years and the whirlpools can suck you in 90 metres deep.
Vakar ryte sokau ant dviracio ir isdumiau link Ontario ezero, esancio 25 kilometrus nuo hostelio. Dviracio takas glaudesi prie upes, keleta kartu nusileidau prie vandens (pirma karta prisilaikant virvemis nuo stataus skardzio).
Vanduo teka sugedusiame tulike mokyklos persirengimo kambariuose, cia vandens molekules verziasi, plesosi, stumdosi, lipa per galva, zviegdamos nuo itampos. Galingai ir ispudingais, net Svarcas su Stalone, suvalge viso pasaulio anabolikus, nesustabdytu tokios jegos.
Pasiekes prabangiu namu ir vynuogynu apsupta ezera, greit grizau atgal, sustodamas paragauti vietiniu zemuogiu, kurios atrodo neblogai, bet visiskai beskones.
Pavargau kaip suo, o kanadieciai, pagerbdami mano zygi, vakare surenge fejerverku sou.
Siandie su kambarioku ispanu Rubinu plaukem laive, kuris priarteja prie pat kriokliu. Ant galvos krenta vandens lasai, daug vandens lasu ir visa tai reikia pamatyti, juodomis avimis sunkoka nupasakoti.
Yesterday morning I decided to do impossible - ride a bike to Ontario lake, from the hostel 25 kilometres away. Weather was brilliant, the bike path - perfect. I stopped few times to hike close to the river.
It is so powerful and full of energy, even Schwarzenegger and Stallone with all the doping in the world wouldn't stop it. I don't use bike very often and was so tired afterwards.
Canadians are really nice people and to celebrate my achievement they did a firework show. Today me and my roommate Rubin from Madrid went close to the falls on the boat. It's difficult to tell about it, you have to visit the falls.
As visada labai norejau aplankyti New Yorka. Taupydamas pinigus, tilta is Kanados i JAV pereisiu pesciomis ir, nukakes i Buffalo vietiniu autobusu, jau is ten vaziuosiu i miesta, kuris nemiega. Atsizvelgiant i tai, kad sortus suplesiau dengdamas stoga, liko vieninteliai dzinsai, kuriu klynas, besivezinant dviraciu, suplyso. Tikiuosi muitine kelniu netikrins:)
I always wanted to go to New York. Saving money I'll cross the bridge from Canada to USA on foot, from there local bus to Buffalo and only then the bus to the city that never sleeps. New York is the home of my favourite record company - DFA records taking care of many brilliant artists and bands. They are responsible for all time favourite dance smile shout jump record (couldn't find proper video).
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