I was to fly back from Ottawa last night, but on checking in, discovered a minor problem: I was not in fact booked on the flight I thought I was booked on. Long story made short: someone screwed up. (Longer story made short: it was me.)
So it's 8:00 PM and I'm at Ottawa airport, no flight and have checked out of the place I was staying. I also have to be back in Calgary by 2:00 the following day. After a debate with the WestJet ticket agency, it seems the cheapest (by some $250) ticket I can get that lands me in Calgary on time is out of Montréal at 9:00 AM. So, ticket in hand, I hoof it to the Greyhound station, board a late-night bus to Mtl. and arrive at 2:30 AM to discover that Montréal transit (or at least the Metro part) has atrocious hours and shuts down at 1:00, not to re-open until 5:45.
Hence my whiling away the small hours of the morning in a random hole in the wall.
What a long strange