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Travel Blogs from Notre-Dame-de-l'Ile-Perrot
... 9pm the chance of us being out after dark are slim to none. Allison gave me her number in case I needed her during our stay, and said goodbye. I really am thankful to God for placing her at the station at that moment. Otherwise there may have been some tears. Our room has a kitchen, so we went to the local IGA - which is massive, and bought some dinner stuff. I made a chicken pasta for dinner, then it was into bed. The kids weren't especially tired, but I am exhausted ...
... a bit of shopping on rue St Cathrine where I bought some cute shoes from Urban Outfitters in the sale for 10$, and Mel bought some too as hers were rubbing. After dropping our things at the hostel we found the energy to head back out again, stopping off for some frozen yoghurt and bubble tea (Toha flavoured, some kind of fruit, very nice!) and spending a few hours at the jazz festival. Saw a great band ...
... which was followed by 4 races in other series. We're home now and off to Old Montreal for the festivities.
The rain pretty much curtailed any outdoor festivities so we went to the Senator and had the festival du Hommard and called it an early night.
Sunday gave us 4 more races before the F 1 race, which turned out to be a colossal bore. Vettel ran away with it, lapping all but the top 4 cars. The rain of 2011 made for a very exciting race but ...
... a third cart, the first two having failed. Finally, close to two hours after departure time, we took off.
At lot of standing up and sitting down later, and an interminable time waiting for luggage and I got to climb onto familiar public transportation and felt the first tremours of relaxation. The rest of the ride felt comfortable. The stairs to my apartment felt comfortable. My cat was comforting. This chair is comfortable.
a language problem. We finally find our
map from our previous visit, and direct him.
Give him a large tip, as at least he’s trying. (Next day we find that we
were going East on Sherbrooke Ave, whereas we thought we were going West, which
is why we couldn’t recognise any landmarks).
Catch up with Adam and Olivia (our granddaughter) who is
still up (Lavinia is in London on business, and is due back tomorrow ...