I should probably explain the start of today's title right away, as its generally not something anyone wants to see/hear. Well, as you all know we are in Calgary at the moment, and have been for the past 2 days, and what is unique about our stay in Calgary is our accommodation. Its not your conventional hotel or hostel, its actually a strangers house. Yes, we've rented out a room in someone's house that we've never even met. Sounds a bit iffy and daunting at first glance, and that's exactly how it felt that first night. After getting off the greyhound bus from banff, we walked to our new faux home, a nice new apartment block one suburb from downtown. We grabbed the keys from a lockbox in the lobby and proceeded to check out the place in which we were staying. Upon entering the apartment we noticed nobody was home, so we chucked our bags in the room designated for us and check the place out. It felt quite strange going into a strangers house when they were not home and putting your stuff in a random room, but we did so anyway.
After hanging around in the room for a bit, we noticed someone was home, in the bedroom next to us. We thought they'd come out and welcome us and have a little chat, but no, they didn't. So we went out to grab some dinner in the city. When we came back, still no one in the house, but then we realized they were in their room again. Strange. The hours ticked by, and it came to 10:30pm, we had still not seen anyone. Getting stranger. Queue Laurens panic. "I don't feel comfortable here, there is someone home but they haven't even come out to greet us or anything, what if they are an Axe murderer? Queue hysteria. " I want to leave, I want to go to a hotel, I don't like this....mer mer mer mer, what if they come in and murder us in the middle of the night?" I tried to console her, telling her I'll sleep with one eye open, nothing was working. At this point we were sitting up, I knew if I didn't do anything she wouldn't sleep and we were in for a horrible night. I knew drastic circumstances called for drastic action, and that action came in the form of a site that analyzed farts, giving riveting descriptions of the many types of forms of gassy excretions. While a very strange thing to do, it worked like a charm at 12:30, and put Lauren to sleep in no more than 2 minutes. Finally time to rest.
The next morning we awoke, rather thankfully, as it meant we were alive, and not staying with Axe murders. Quite the contrary, a young girl our age and her boyfriend that turned out to be very accommodating and friendly. Just if we'd known that 12 hours prior. They also had a little dog, the primary reason why we stayed here, and he's awesome, a little energetic jax that loves to play.
So our opinion on calgarians had vastly improved, but it was set to improve even further. We had read that they were very friendly, and that was not wrong. Crossing the road, cars stop for you and let you walk, even on a freeway exit, smiling and waving to you as you interrupt their commute. Even when buying things, we were ratcheting around for 10c change, and before we could find it, a lady had already given the merchant 10c for us and didn't bat an eye lid. How nice hey? Take note people in Melbourne! People also smile, a rarity in Melbourne city. Its just nice.
Then you got other calgarians that like to blow massive pockets of air out of their backsides, in the middle of the busy street. I swear my hair parted as I walked behind one man that let his fog horn off as I walked behind it. But its all in good fun I suppose?
We are off to the hockey now as well to see the Calgary flames vs New York rangers which should be awesome fun. So we will post photos tomorrow night along with the rest of Banff when we arrive in Toronto.
So until then, hope everyone's well!
Kristian & Lauren.
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