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A safe arrival in Montreal and after an exciting cab ride we made
it to our hotel, dropped our bags off and dashed off to the nearest
drinking establishment, which just happened to be the Peel
pub. The Peel Pub is apparently authentically Canadian,. Whatever
the case it's loud, serves cheap food, large jugs of beer and became
one of our favorites.
Our first night in Montreal - and some random
bird.
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Steve and his random new mates.
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Ahh. A little shot of something disgusting
please.
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My, what big jugs you have Steve.
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Sometimes, just sometimes, you need to share
your beer.
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Steve's best attempt at photographing the
barmaid behind us.
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Ok - we're not too hot at pouring gallon
jugs of beer. After Ian and Chris's awful attempts we stuck
to the tried and tested methods.
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Chris with a bit of a thirst on
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Put some clothes on Chris.
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Ian demonstrates some PT
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Nothing like a relaxing drink on the balcony
- with your shirt off in near freezing temperatures.
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Our new clothes after our attempt a making
shopping more interesting by buying for someone else.
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God Save the Queen
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The Olympic Stadium in Montreal - it looks
high.
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.. guess what we're going up. There's nothing
supporting us.
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Wandering around outside the stadium
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