In a trip that had nothing to do with renewing expiring visas in the middle of the night across the Canadian border, my French partner in crime (FPIC) and I, spent two nights total going back and forth in bus and a weekend in Montreal.
Although Montreal, to our surprise, was one of the lesser attractive cities we have ever seen (ie: ugly) it didn't stop us from enjoying it immensely in our fashion.
We got off the (sleepless) overnight bus from Boston, checked into our hostel, and immediately began wandering around the city. We came across this gian hill overlooking the skyline were we spent a good hour sledding down on various bits of plywood and old shovels. The best way to enjoy a skyline if there is one.
Our hostel (Hostel Montreal Central - highly recommended) turned out to be amazing with breakfast, it's own bar, and free dinner and live music on our first night. These guys in the band ended their concert that evening by serenading me on the front step of the hostel.
The winter Olympics were held in Montreal in 1988 bringing this interesting (though still not particularly attractive) building to the skyline. We rented bikes and made our way out to see it and continue the yoga posing in cool places tradition. :D
After a spell of underground shopping, we walked out to discover a full blown pillow fight going on right in the street. There were feathers and people flying everywhere. We watched for awhile but the battle showed no signs of stopping. We have no idea how this all began but it seemed like a fun enough thing to be doing in the streets of Montreal.
And of course, no trip to Montreal is complete without a good healthy plate of poutine!! (Although I cheated and got the vegetarian kind...)
All the apartments did have these cool outside stairs.
And as a final note, the difference between Quebecois and Parisian French is slight, but amusing. In Montreal this sign means, "Danger! Ice" but to my FPIC it meant
"Danger! Ice Cubes!"
Oh Canada.
Oh Canada.
Until next time folks! :D
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