La Maison du Patriote

Address: 169, St-Paul Est, Montreal, Quebec, H2Y 1G8, Canada | Hostel
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This hostel, located in the Vieux-Montreal area of Montreal, is near Notre-Dame Basilica (Basilique Notre-Dame), Château Ramezay Museum, Bonsecours Market (Marche Bonsecours), and Le Bateau-Mouche.
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      TravelPod Member ReviewsLa Maison du Patriote Montreal

      Reviewed by riddler

      old part of Montreal

      Reviewed Jun 23, 2012
      by (21 reviews) Frankfurt , Germany Flag of Germany

      one step out of the door and you stand in the middle of the city center. With a lot of nice restaurant, near the habour (2 Min). Very good place to start long walks. Every time again.
      The best are the lot of tips at the walls inside the hostel. Everything what do ask yourself (supermarket, train, what must I see....) you find there your answers. Very helpful

      This review is the subjective opinion of a TravelPod member and not of

      TripAdvisor Reviews La Maison du Patriote Montreal

      3.50 of 5 stars Very Good

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      A travel blog entry by k.witczak on Jun 26, 2011


      ... put our deposits down. My father encouraged me to go, paid the deposit, and I worked for the Summer to make the money that consisted my contribution towards the trip.

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