Thursday, August 26, 2010

Canada Trip!

I'm baaaack! Hi?


Ahem. Sorry for the sparse posts; I've been busy getting stuff ready to move back into the dorms and then a couple of days ago I just got back from a trip to Canada. I went a little camera happy, especially in the Pacific Mall and Chinatown. Asian stuff? I'M SO THERE.


First we went to Niagara Falls. Looks pretty awesome at night. It changes colors! (Well, the lights. Not the falls themselves. Though that'd be pretty epic.)

Day time!

My favorite part--PUPPY!

Awesome guy making hand blown glass!

Oldtown Montreal (I think?) Gorgeous place. If only I spoke French. *sigh*

Chinatowwwwn <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="">Montreal Chinatown again.

Best 龍鬚糖 ever! For those who don't know what this is--er, well, I don't really know how to explain it. It's translated as Dragon's Beard Candy by the way, and the white hair-like strands are kind of like spun sugar and they're powdery. Inside, there's bits of peanut butter candy/brittle. Delicious stuff~

This is their metro in Montreal. How cool is that?

The ever-famous Notre Dame...

...which looks a lot more impressive inside. O__O

Below are pictures from Toronto! I find it ironic how my best and worst memories are from there. More on that later.

Pacific Mall in Toronto! My favorite place ever. (This is the best memory, btw) This beats Niagara Falls any day. 400+ Asian stores in one place? HEAVENLY. Plus there's all sorts of awesome food here.

Oh wait, tangent time--speaking of Toronto. (TLDR at the end) If you are ever there, DO NOT stay at the Radisson. They have the worst service I've ever seen at a hotel. I've stayed at Radissons in the past, and they've all been very helpful. Not so for this particular one. First, for whatever reason, our card key stopped working after we got in once, so we asked for help. They gave us a new one, and that didn't work either. By this time, I expected someone to come up with us to see if something was wrong with the door. Nope--they just kept giving us new cards and sending us up to try it agian. Once, I can understand, but NONE OF THE THREE CARDS WORKED. When we suggested that perhaps we could change to a different room, they were reluctant and kept saying how they'd fix it or find what's wrong with it or whatever. Yea ok. We went to the mall and back--door still wouldn't open. The cleaning lady was much better in my opinion, especially in terms of personability. At least she had some sense and let us into our room (after making sure it was indeed our room, of course) while whoever runs the place was nowhere to be seen.

It gets even better. When they finally sent a guy up to fix our door, he looked like everyone owed him a million dollars and would rather be anywhere than here. Let me tell you something; that is not a good front for a hotel. For ANY place of business, actually. His attitude clearly said he did not give a shit, and if he had his way, we'd probably be stuck outside the door the entire day. The only good thing that came out of it was that the door/lock was eventually fixed.

Lo and behold, morning comes and we're ready to get the hell out of there. Of course, our car decides it wants to break down and die right there. Again, the ever-so-helpful staff moseyed around before a guy finally came with this ANCIENT generator power thing. Which didn't work at all, of course. At least this guy was nicer than the last one. We tried calling some towing company, but they stood us up, making our hour and half wait for them completely useless. (Meeting two utterly useless and very unhelpful companies in a row. Figures.)

What finally happened was that we met the best taxi man ever. This was pure luck, too. We almost missed him--we caught him as he was about to drive out of the hotel. Seriously, this guy was so nice and helpful I could almost forget about the very bad impression I had from the hotel and towing company. He took my dad to go buy a battery and when they came back, he helped us put it in too! Plus he didn't drive all around Toronto and back to rack up the taxi fare. Unbeatably nice guy, right there. They should let him run the hotel instead.

TLDR; I have never met such unhelpful and arrogant, rude service anywhere, much less in a hotel. Don't go to the Radisson in Toronto. (It's the one on Hallcrown Place) Save yourselves the headache.

Side tangent #2: In contrast, when we stayed at the Hyatt in Montreal, the service was excellent. When I found out that the room we were in didn't have shampoo, I went to the front desk and asked the lady. She was so nice (plus had the patience to put up with this man who's been at the desk for ages. Seriously, he had the lady pull up a map and actually walk him through how to get to places to eat. It's a map. Read it yourself. Or invest in a GPS.) and when she found out there was no shampoo at the front desk, she told me not to worry and that she'd send up soneone right away to drop it off. I expected to wait maybe half an hour to an hour, but whoa--not 15 minutes later, there came a knock and my long-awaited shampoo. Hyatt @ Montreal, you get two thumbs up. :)


Anyway. Continue to bask in the glory and excellency that is the Pacific Mall!

This is actually INSIDE the mall. *w* Someone pinch me, 'cause I think I'm dreaming~

I thought this banner was cute. Lookit the bunnies!

HA. HAHAHA. TRUE HEAVEN! I can't believe there's actually a Danson poster here--I never find posters of him! *paws at store window* And there's Show, and Fahrenheit, and Jay Chou, and--*rambles*

Above the food court.

No seriously. I'm in heaven. Not even kidding you.

I bought a Snow Miku figurine! She's so adorable. I want to eat that ice leek. Nendoroids are hawt.

Whew~ Ok, that's all for today! Wow. This is the longest post I've written in years. Gotta go get me some coffee.

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