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Travel Blogs from Montreal
Mon dieu! C'etait froid
The most important trip you may take in life is meeting people halfway - Henry Boye Getting out of Ontario Myself and Meg left Kingston and on my first trip to the province of Quebec we went to visit Montreal. With a reputation as a happening, hip amalgam of culture, style and diversity Montreal is the largest city in Quebec, a province where most …
Mounties found...
... a little different.
Throughout the first days, whilst it's always enjoyable exploring a new place/city; I was a long time thinking that I wouldn't find any area that I could say I 'liked' about Montreal, but then we found the Vieux Port (old town) area which was lovely. Our timing not great (again!) because the area was already tucked up for winter, but still plenty of river, architecture and park space that kept the camera busy.
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Dining In Darkness
... van which was hilarious. We ended up reaching Montreal at 6pm after setting off at 10am (a long 3hrs!!) and Casey had booked us a table at a restaurant called O'Noir which is staffed by blind people where you dine in complete darkness. We ordered before we went into the eating area and Shellie & I both ordered Calamari to start & Fillet Mignon (steak) for our Mains (it was a set price menu so we thought we would ...
St Paddy's Parade and Wandering Montreal
... s parade. The annual event drew a huge crowd to the city's downtown core. The Montreal St. Patrick’s Parade has run consecutively since 1824 and has been organized by the United Irish Societies of Montreal since 1928. Warm temperatures helped the event draw enough spectators to jam Saint Catherine Street between Fort and Aylmer Streets. I had text Guddis to see whether she was keen to do something, so was keeping my eye out for her and ...
Le départ
... chez ma mom avec ma lil sista. On en profite! Finalement, le jour J. Le décompte est terminé. La journée la plus stressante jusqu’à maintenant. Mais au moins, j’avais prévenu mes proches : je risque d’être moins parlable…! Arrivées à l’aéroport, ça allait jusqu’à ce que je donne mes valises… Là, ce n’était pas drôle, ni pour moi, ni pour mon comité de soutien au départ (mom, Mary et ma B). Je ne ...