Les Residences Universitaires Uqam De L'Ouest Montreal

So I haven't actually flown out yet, but I'm planning to.. In 9 hours. I just wanted to get my fans pumped up to read more about my adventures.

It's snowing a lot outside (in GFPK). I foresee a nice 1.5 hour bus ride from downtown Montreal to PET airport.

Salut.

São 5 horas da manhã em Montreal. Ontem eu comprei um rádio-relógio pra ver se, junto com o alarme do meu celular, eu consigo me acordar e ir à aula, que começa às 8:30. O pior de ter insônia é tentar dormir. Acho que o insone profissional não fica tentando dormir, como eu fiquei até às 3 da manhã. Ele deve arrumar um monte de coisa pra fazer. Coisas produtivas. Eu escolhi assistir a um filme. My Life In Ruins, com Nia Vardalos ...

... people going elsewhere. Street artists were showing seasonal paintings - snow covered spiral staircases, snow on the streets, snow on the roofs. We truly felt a snow anticipation in the air

Uphill from a plaza was Quartier Latin where we had an evening coffee. Waiters kept asking us in French and we could not shake off a feeling of being in a magnificently unreal place

Several times we saw signs "Come back in May". I wonder...

... life as an assistant in Quebec, but it was very useful and Andy, the main man, is very funny. Thursday night was great fun - young people + alcohol + an irish bar with music = good times! Merryment commenced and we danced and drank the night away, getting back at around 3am ready for the 8am start.

On Friday we had one more meeting with tips about teaching/classroom management, and at 1 some of us met out responsables (the ones in the ...

... in a Disneyland candy store again! But I ran out of time to see the "Last Supper" and I didn't go to Brera...so I must go back. Anyway, I left my flat iron there, it overheated the first day I used it (hence why my hair was always pulled back or just wildly free for the rest of the trip!). Verona - special too! So quaint and romantic! So glad I made this stop on my way to Venice. I wasn't expecting to see so many designer shops in the small town, and the cathedral was a ...

... and today is not an exception. Alexei leaves for some salsa or tango dancing, and Alain and I talk about his future travels for a while. He's got a whole bunch of trips planned, and since he's a successful real estate agent, there's no reason for him not to take off and go like that all the time. I must be at Valerie's house by 10 ish, so Alain offers me a ride there. It's not far, and also on his way, so this is nice. I say goodbye, and promise to try and make it to ...

... en art religieux au monde. (Perso, je pense que le plafond de la chapelle Sixtine de Michel-Ange est bien meilleur, mais ce n'est que mon avis!). Enfin, nous avons teste pour vous LE MEILLEUR GLACIER DE MONTREAL: Le Bilboquet. Et bien... c'est vrai! En meme temps, il est indique dans tous les bons guides, mais si vous venez nous voir, on vous y emmenera ;) Bye!

Sunday, June 15 Following a festive wedding brunch, all the other guests went their separate ways, but we stayed for another night in this lovely place. In this picture you can catch a glimpse of the lake through the trees and see the latest addition to our camper, a canopy tent that attaches to the rain gutter over the side door. It should come in handy in Alaska, where we expect quite a bit of rain.

Wednesday 6th. Today we turn our eyes on far Quebec . We trust our New England road map to carry us through highways and byways to Waterbury where we will stop at the most visited site in Vermont, none other than Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Factory. Miryam has never heard of Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream up to now. What world is she living in? The countryside is consistently ...

... The first guy said he was renonovating so he couldn't host me but he would be happy to pick me up from the airport, saving me the 30 dollars in shuttle and taxi. Just a note: The Montreal airport has the longest moving sidewalks I have ever seen in my life. I literally flew off the end when I had forgotten I was on it, it had lasted so long. Martin (not to be confused with Martin my boss who had just dropped me off in Ottawa) showed up just as I walked through ...