Day 2 Continued:
Dinner at the Steak House A La Carte and the Canadian invasion at the Disco.
We had made reservations for the steak house restaurant (can’t remember the name, La Grille?) and got dressed in preparation. I remember reading reviews that Gentleman required formal pants, shoes, and ladies had to have dresses, etc, no tank tops or bathing suits, jeans, etc.
Turns out they were accepting people in Jeans and t shirts, which was fine with me, but I could have definitely packed less. (oh well! J)
We had a five to ten minute wait, so we saddled up to the bar and asked the bartender to suggest a drink. (I’m a rye and coke /beer guy, and Irene is more of a wine / cooler girl). However we wanted to try something neat, and “festive” (those cute little drinks with the umbrella that a guy my age wouldn’t dare order at a bar up here J )
I tried a mango martini, and Irene had a Mango Margarita, both were very good.. mine was pretty strong though.. The Margarita became Irene’s favorite during the trip. I strongly suggest trying one.
The meal was excellent, I had the Chef’s special, which was an example of several different cuts of meat. (Sorry, didn’t take pictures of our food.) Irene, who is not that big of a steak person, was simply ok with food, and found the presentation a little too fancy for her tastes. “Why can’t we just get a regular salad, in a bowl???” – I love her, so down to earth. I have to admit we usually are quite satisfied with simple meals, and don’t really require the presentation aspect, but it was definitely a nice touch.
After dinner, we took in some entertainment, which included a live band near the centre square and then some Broadway themed music in the gathering hall on the second floor off the main lobby. Afterwards we walked around taking in the beautiful sights and decided to grab a few drinks and dance at the disco. We were having a great time, and were waiting in line for another drink when my ears perked at the use of “eh?”….
Canadians!!! Some introductions later, laughs, and more drinks including Tequila sunrises, and we joined a jovial group from Edmonton and another couple from Quebec on the dance floor. We felt at home with these people and were quite comfortable tearing up the dance floor with them. It was great to try and talk with the people from Quebec, as they knew limited English, and the last time Irene or I spoke French was in high school (10+ years ago). But it was great, as we would search for words, laugh at misunderstandings and such. We left after hours of good fun, and would run into these people again.
As we were tired from walking all day we decided to return to our room and relax in the Jacuzzi before bed. (Just Irene and I of course!!!!)
Day 3 – Beach Day to follow
(I will be going home soon, and will try and figure out the photo bucket thing)