Let the travels begin!

On Tuesday, 1ste of May, the lazy life finally came to an end. John dropped me off in Toronto at the Global village backpackers and that's when the adventure started. It was a nice hostel in the centre of the city, but it was strange to be the backbacker again. Although it's so much fun as well, because everyone who's there knows how you're feeling and has felt exactly the same thing before.
After a good night of sleep, I left with the moose bus on wednesday morning towards Montreal. The first person I start talking to is an Australian guy (from Melbourne), Peter, who just spend the whole winterseason at lake Louise as a ski instructor, and guess what? he worked in Falls Creek as well last year in Australia, together with Selina, the friend that Lynn and me picked up last summer in Australia. Isn't that hilarious, such a small world!
(for those who don't really know Selina or Lynn, skip this part)
Back to our bus tour: we made a first stop at the big apple, an enormous statue of an apple, where you can also buy famous apple pie. They have sold almost 3 million of them and believe me when I say it's quiet good.
Our next adventure was a boot trip around the 1000 islands on a big river (looks more like a lake) somewhere around Kingston and Gananoque (for those who know some of the places here). Half of the islands is on the Canadian site and the other half is on American ground, which give you funny situations like the smallest bridge in the world that is a boardercrossing as well. There's also a very beatiful castle on an island, which has the shape of a hart, build by a rich person ages ago for his wife, but his wife never got to see it finished because she died. If you do want to visit the castle you first have to pass the boarder customs because it's American property.
After this lovely cruise we're hadding to Montreal, where we finish the day with a nice beer and some cheap food. Apparantly the Quebec service isn't that friendly as in Ontario. In a bar or restaurant in Canada they always assume that you'll leave a tip from 15% of the bill, but here in Quebec provence the waiters don't earn much money, so they really ask for the tip if you don't give them enough. It's unbelievable and so rude, but for them it's very normal. At least that's one new custom i learned today.