Ottawa, Ontario & Montreal, Quebec
Sunday, February 24, 2008 - Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Our crazy week and a half of hockey culminated with a trip to the 'hockey homeland'. As a birthday present to me, Jill and I for the second year in a row went to Canada to watch hockey, eat poutine and smoked meat, and have a great time in two of our favorite Canadian cities.
We actually left Binghamton after driving back from Ithaca, heading north along Route 81 through Syracuse and Watertown before arriving in Gananoque, Ontario. We stayed at the Best Western Country Squire Resort on King Street East, a short drive off of the 401. This was actually the second time we had stayed at this hotel, our first stop here being in 2004 when we had the entire family with us and just wanted somewhere to stopover. The room was spacious, the bed more comfortable than others we had stayed in as of late, and there was breakfast included in the price, so who could beat that ya know?
After breakfast we jumped back onto the 401 for our drive to Ottawa. The last time we were here (December), I had bought Jill some very warm mittens at a stand on the street near the Byward Market, but didn't buy a hat to go with them. So, first order of business after arriving in Ottawa and finding somewhere to park? Buy Jill the hat to go along with the gloves! We walked through the Byward Market and wandered through the shops on either side of it before settling on Zak's Diner for lunch. We had eaten here a couple of times on our last Ottawa trip, and it was pretty good eats, so we decided to go here again.
We walked back to the Rideau Center after lunch with one task in mind - find Canadians de Montreal jerseys. We found them at the SportsShop, buying the red jersey for me and the white jersey for Jill. We were now all set to 'support the team' at the Centre Bell on my birthday.
One of the quintessential Ottawa experiences is to skate along the Rideau Canal. On our last trip here, the canal had yet to freeze over, but we weren't disappointed this time! We made sure we brought along our hockey skates, laced them up at the Pont Mackenzie King Bridge and started skating. As we skated along, we commented on how spoiled we were always being able to skate on a clean sheet of ice that had been resurfaced by a Zamboni. This was ice skating at its purest and one hell of a workout as well! We made it almost to the Queensway Bridge before turning around and heading back. All told, we went about 4 km. We thought that with all of that hard work, we deserved a treat, so we sauntered up to the Beavertails hut and purchased probably one of the most delicious things we've ever had! It's fried dough, and the one that we got was topped/spread with Nutella! Yum-o!!

Jill skating the Rideau!

Tim borrowing Jill's hat on the Rideau.
As is common in Ottawa, the traffic from downtown to Scotiabank Place can be pretty heavy a lot of the time, so we decided at this point to head to the area around Scotiabank. Stops at Canadian Tire, Chapters, a couple of sporting good stores, as well as somewhere to wash the car took up the time between our arriving there and going to the rink. We also stopped at Loblaws, and Jill bought me a yummy birthday cake!

Scotiabank Place, Kanata, Ontario
We arrived in more than enough time for the game, finding a place to park near the media lot across from the rink. We wandered the concourse, both first level and second level as well, before heading UP to our seats and settling in for the game. Toronto was dead last in their division, with the Sens in first closely followed by the Canadians. That being said, the "Battle of Ontario" always proved to be a tight battle with loud and voracious fans cheering on their teams.

View from our seats at Scotiabank Place
To put this game in a nutshell, it was probably one of the worst NHL games I've ever seen, and definitely the worst I've ever seen in person. The crowd, even though we were in OTTAWA was decidedly Maple Leafs fans. So much so, when they scored (which they did more times than we wished to count) the place sounded like the home team scored. Embarassment point number one for the Ottawa Senators. Couple that with the fact that the Sens on ice play was nothing less than horrid (embarassment point number two), and this game all in all just left a horrible taste in my mouth. I truly can't remember the last time I left a hockey game as pissed off as I did this one. It's no surprise at all that two days later, John Paddock (the coach) lost his job, because it was obvious, even to those of us in the upper atmosphere, that this team didn't want to play for him anymore and did their best to play one of the most embarassing games in recent Senators history. After the game, we drove to Montreal in hopes of a better result and showing by the home team the next night.
Jill did an awesome job last year in finding us a great hotel in Monteal, and she actually 'one upped' herself this year, quite possibly finding 'our hotel' in Montreal! The Hotel Vogue, located just three blocks from the Bell Centre and right in the middle of Centre Ville, was a great place to stay. The room was big, the bathroom even bigger (complete with a bubbly tub - yeah baby!), it was just a great place to stay. We arrived late (or early), pulling up to the hotel around 12:30 on Tuesday morning.
Our breakfast, which was included, was of the room service variety - we just put out the door hanger the night before marking off what we wanted and what time we wanted it and it was delivered the next morning. Both mornings we were there we each had a croissant along with a couple of other pastries, as well as tea (for me) and coffee (for Jill) and juice.
In an attempt to add some 'culture' to our usual sports laden lives, we spent part of late Tuesday morning and early Tuesday afternoon at the Musee des beaux-arts de Montreal. We saw a few Picasso's, Degas, Monet's, and an extensive exhibition from Cuba. When we stared doing the Clark Griswold (from Vacation) routine, we decided it was time to go.
Lunch time had hit, and after wandering for a bit we settled on (what else) the La Cage aux Sports at the Centre Bell. Pretty fitting place for lunch, since the 26th was trade deadline in the NHL. Even though all of the TV's in the restaurant were in French, we were still able to muddle through the news, which included the exasperating news that the Habs had traded away Cristobel Huet. Two years in a row that we were looking forward to seeing him play, and we got dissed again!
After lunch, we went back to the room to hang out for a bit (and have some birthday cake!)

Here's the old man now with his birthday cake!
Hopeful of seeing a better game on Tuesday night, we headed back to the Centre Bell. We had purchased tickets from the friend of a friend who had season ticket seats in the lower bowl of the Centre Bell. What awesome seats we ended up with too! I had my first smoked meat sandwich of the trip for dinner here, and Jill opted for the hot dogs. Both came with Molson's of course!

Here's the view from our seats at the Centre Bell
The home team didn't disappoint in this game (thankfully), and the Centre Bell proved once again to be a great place to watch a game! As always, the fans were loud, into the game, and made it an overall great experience! Carey Price was the kid on the hotseat for this game, having been handed the goaltending reigns earlier in the day with the trade of Cristobel Huet. The kid played a great game - was very calm and poised for someone with the pressure that was put upon him (to lead the most storied NHL team in history back to the Stanley Cup!).

Carey Price settling into his new role!

Is that a Zamboni, or a giant plug??
After the game, we trudged back through the freshly fallen snow back to the Hotel Vogue. The next morning, we slept in a bit, woken by the morning delivery of our breakfast. We had some breakfast, packed up the room, and said goodbye to the Hotel Vogue. Definately someplace we will find ourselves in again though!! We still had some Canadian money left in our pockets, so we stopped at the Casino de Montreal before heading south. We ate lunch there as well - my second smoked meat sandwich of the trip, Jill had some very tasty chicken (Labatt Blue to go along with our lunches too!). After we spent all of our money and filled up on the good food at the casino, we hopped back into the car for the drive back home.
Along the way (we took the 401 out of Montreal to come back across at the same point we had come into Canada at), we stopped in Corwall to snap some pictures at the arena there. Ironically, it looks almost exactly the same as our rink in Binghamton, hence the reason we stopped - we just had to see it. And - WOW! it was just like being at home!

Tired and exhausted, but well satisfied by our hockey adventure, we finally pulled in at home around 9:00 on Wednesday night.


