5:35am sunrise
Compulsory activities in Montréal: eat bagels and poutine, walk a lot, practice your godawful French.
One last hurrah with my polaroid camera for this 5-day trip before I sell it (as cute as it is, the pictures are a bit too expensive and unpredictable). We opted for a super cheap Airbnb which led to some memorable instances on this trip that I'd prefer to keep to myself, my journal, and a few friends.
Vieux Port de Montréal
Montréal feels like a cheap escape to a little bit of Europe (because French), but without airplanes or money conversion or feeling lost. It was great because we were actually pretty relaxed; we didn't need to "do it all" because this city is always a cheap bus ride away. I'd definitely like to go back in the future. There's some things we weren't aware of until we got a super handy tourist booklet on our second last day.
Parc La Fontaine & Chalet du Mont Royal
Near Marché Jean-Talon
I will end this entry with a poem we commissioned from Robert, le poète public. He was situated along Rue Prince Arthur with a typewriter and a suitcase as a desk. He asked us what we would like our poem to be about and I said the first thing that came to mind: cat cafés, since we just visited one. 15 minutes later we had our own custom poem! Robert encouraged us to translate it ourselves at home, but he kindly read it in both French and English for us. My vocabulary is too limited to understand some of these expressions.
