On New Year's eve I got together out in Saint Hubert with Julie, a friend who's been living in Belgium for going on 2 years now. She was back for the holidays and so I taxied over to her place at the last minute. The taxi driver didn't know the south shore of Montreal very well, though, so he and I had to stop on the side of the highway at 10 minutes to midnight and get out the road map to try to find our way. Finally, I got there at 12 exactly, just in time to pour myself some punch and clink glasses all around. The party wound down around 3am, and I was put up on the floor for the night, along with a few others who were stranded without the metro. The next morning, we were treated to a feast of waffles and fruit, and played some Cranium (Quebec edition) before heading home. As I left, Julie and her friend Laurence invited me to join them the next day for some shenanigans downtown. The idea was to stage a protest with no real specific raison d'être. It was more hilarious than that sounds, I promise. January second found the three of us on rue Sainte-Catherine with picket signs of various ambiguous sentiments, such as-Pas contents! (Unhappy!)
-Ça pas de bon sens! (It's crazy/unreasonable!)
-On est contre! (We're against it!)
-C'est faux! (Lies!)
and, just for fun -Vive l'ambiguïté!!?
We spent a few hours walkind the streets yelling and picketing, nobody understood what was going on, we made some friends on the street, it was a pretty silly and fun activity to start off the new year. And on that note, here's the video and a happy new year to all y'all. PHOTOS
1 comment:
i hope you forgive my lack of visit to your blog and also the lack of contact... it had been a crazy year where i worked my brazilian butt off a lot and no time to anything besides breathing !
but i promise i will come more often to visit your blog :) btw, the piqueting sound fun even though i did not get a word of the french in the video :)
happy new year! khris
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