I'm on a (MEG) Boat
On Sunday night, there's usually not a whole lot of stuff going on, even in a hot city like Montreal. Last Sunday was an exception to the rule: for the last day of the MEG Montreal festival, things went out in a bang. For a solid three and a half hours, lucky cruisers bounced along the St. Lawrence to the expertly mixed tunes of Beat Torrent, Black Devil Disco Club, The Juan MacLean and last-minute addition Bonobo aboard the MEG Boat. If only my colleague Valerie hadn't gotten stuck in the mess and mayhem of Osheaga, she would've been able to testify to this: being on a boat is damn cool.
With enough alcohol on board to counter any seasickness you might feel, and enough music to blast your ears, the MEG boat is more than a short cruise: it's a social event.
The crowd was more than varied: on top of the usual suspects, the hoes and the bros and the hot chicks in high heels, there was the occasional inflatable animal-holding, buoy-toting, captain hat-wearing eccentric, and even entire groups of guys decked out in sailor outfits. Appropriate for dinner with the girlfriend's parents? Hell no. Appropriate for a cruise to hot tunes? Hell yes.
The only downside? I was told MEG expected 800 people to show up, and that's a lot, even for a big boat; the main deck was beyond crowded, and getting from point A to point B was a bit of an ordeal. The organization was slightly messy, and I did wait almost an entire set for a single drink. But hey, it's not all negative: at least there wasn't a huge line to the bathrooms.
Many thanks to Chloé-Laëtitia Thomas for letting me take advantage of her photo skills.