Sept 6th Monday (Labour Day)
Last night I met with a dude from Switzerland. He was on the same bus, but in the back. After our 32 hour bus ride, we both headed to the same hostel. I met a Winnipeg-an named Marnie on the bus from Kenora. She gave us some suggestions on where to go, and directions to our hostel street.
|Busy streets of Winnipeg|
When we got to the hostel, I was surprised how big it was. The main lobby is attached to a bar [The bar was blasting some music, luckily it could not be heard from my 3rd floor room]. As soon as we got there, me and Dominic (Switzerland dude) embarked into Winnipeg. We quickly realized there were no people in the downtown area on a sunday night before the labour day Monday (asides from a few drunk/high natives). After walking about 20-30 minutes, we hit the Red River, and realized we walked straight through downtown. We quickly walked back at night because it was still eerily empty, and I was worried about getting mugged. [I don't want to say that I was justified completely, but I could have gotten stabbed in the middle of the downtown area in the evening with absolutely no witnesses. Add to that some dirty looks from some unsavoury types]
|One of many of my blurry ass shots|
[This actually turned out to be the best of all the hostels to come. Not to say that all the others were bad, but this one was especially good]
The city is nice but a bit sketchy. I did my laundry in the sink, and blew through 3 tide packs... and made a mess [I have since gotten better at washing clothes in a sink]. Not wanting to annoy Dominic and the other roomie any further, I sucked it up and paid 1.50 to dry my clothes... mostly. I hung up my semi-dry clothes and went to bed. [It's really odd how much I spent on some things, and still stressed 1.50 to save me heaps of trouble]
|This is downtown people...|