Just came back from a whirlwind weekend in Montreal – confusing addresses, blistered feet and a Pride parade that prevented us from leaving the city this morning for over two hours – I can only say that despite all this, the trip was a success in that it completely took my mind off all the mundane concerns that were driving me nuts and are now slowly returning as I settle back into Hanover life.
It was a trip of firsts – my first time using Airbnb, booked a cozy apartment in the Plateau, which is hands down my favorite neighborhood, thanks to this article (and Google Maps) which gave me a few pointers (still raving about Le Lab and their amazing innovative cocktails/service). Subsequently discovered I was a foodie – am very picky about restaurants and cafes – it all has to have the “right vibe,” whatever that means. Also that I have an intuitive sense of direction, like that compass in Pirates of the Caribbean that points you at what you want, not necessarily where you should be going. Like Parc la Fontaine that I found while aimlessly wandering around in the morning, with that jogger philosophically posing at the edge – it was perfect. And this flowering tea! Haven’t had it in ages – have a teapot like this at home…but alas laziness.
Highly recommend if you’re in New England and want another stamp on the passport. And most people understood my French, huzzah!