Crazy Indians, Ceder Party and Sliced Bagels

So I left for Canada on the morning of the 4th, the train was pretty normal but things perked up on the plane when an indian guy started being violent to a cabin crew guy. They jumped on him, wrestled him into a chair and then proceeded to strap him into the chair with ropes and belts. He sat for 6+ hours with his arms folded across his chest whilst the blood pooled in his neck making him bright red, all the time shouting in indian.

I arrived just in time for my bus transfer and drove through the best views of the national park in the dark arriving just after 10 to a house in a pretty urban area. There was no one outside so i just walked in, to the wrong house it turns out, a chinese guy told me to go next door.

So i sat outside next door ringing the bell for 5 mins whilst power rock raged inside. Finally an aussie name Dale answered the door and welcomed me in, mate. There were 3 guys in what looked like all the party scenes from all the american college films, red cups, fuck-loads of booze and 3 guys dancing around topless to mtv.

So why not I thought and partied for an hour and drunk a whole lot, then Nancy (the manager of all the chalets) walked in with Noel (her house maintaining husband) and told me I had been dropped in the wrong chalet. Apparently the Ceder chalet guys were in loads of trouble for the house and the crazy loud music and then Noel shouted at them until the vomit which belonged to 'some girl who came in who no one knew, who vomited and then left' was cleaned up.

So i walked an icy couple of blocks to Wolfpack chalet and walked in to a room full of people presenting me with a yager shot and a dirty pint. By about one in the morning I turned in absolutely hammered to a smallish room with 3 beds.

The next morning I woke up to a feeling that something had died inside my skull. Loads of people were coughing on the plane so I too had a cough, and a runny nose, and a headache and a hangover.

The next couple of days I have spent just surviving on my poor judgement of food supplies, pepernoni and sliced bagels washed down with orange juice.

All the pictures you have seen so far I have felt like I'm dying and finally this morning I feel kinda ok.

Two guys have arrived since me and they've moved into the 3 person room with me, everyone is cool and I'm having a great time.

Just exploring and getting SIN numbers and bank accounts and sorting out stuff. Making a stock tomorrow because the supermarket sells cheap udon noodles, go cheap ramen!

Also cheese is $10 (£6!!!) a block so im avoiding cheese meals.

Miss you all and hope you're all having a good time.

Luke 'Mc Canada' Holman