Montreal; la nuit

Last summer; I didn't spend even 10 minutes into a public (or private) pool. I don't even think I'v put a bikini on. I hate it there. Because, a) it smells b) Children's pee into the water.

Since this summer has the weirdest temperature, I'm not surprised i'v experimented pool's night party twice.

First one was at 2 A.M, public trepassing the Laurier's park public pool on last saturday night. Fully dressed. The day after, we all discovered secret scars due to the barbed wire. Adrenaline rush, a bunch of high-friends, soaking-wet taxi rides,  wearing Dan's shirt outside, jumping in stranger's arm, and a whole lot of fun.

Last night, I experimented skinny-dipping (Okay, i'v cheat, I kept my undies) for the first time in a lifetime. Fun times, indeed. 

Picture above = my view of the city from the pool, which is located at the top of the 9th floor building. (Add a panoramic ''360'' full view, and a few night bugs). Best times ever.