Last weekend I took a little trip to La Belle Province:
I have nothing but wonderful, glowing, gushing things to say about train travel. After flying the worst airline ever to Vegas, Via Rail felt like riding in Cinderella's carriage.
Ample leg room, food and beverage service, lovely scenery... and this is economy class, people! There are few things I enjoy more than a glass of wine and quality knitting time; enjoying this while simultaneously being transported to a different city? Sweet!
You know what's sweet about Montreal? The French influence that requires wine and cheese to never be more than twenty paces away:
Contrary to instinct, I did manage to ingest a few meals outside of the vin and fromage category.
La Montee? AOK. Make sure to look up when you go to les toilettes:
With all that good eatin', some good walkin' was in order. Summer in Montreal, much like summer in Toronto, is filthy with festivals. The weekend I was in town offered Les Franco Folies festival as well as The Grand Prix. While these events weren't really up my alley, the latter made for good scenery while walking off the cheese curds.
Am I alone in thinking Lamborghini's are hilarious? I don't think me and the owner of this ostentatious vehicle would have much in common - except maybe an appreciation for the colour orange. I'd much rather take a ride in this little guy:
No yarn purchases this trip, but I had to bring home a bag of these:
I know, I know, you thought I was finished talking about food, but they don't let you leave Montreal without a dozen oven-fresh bagels in tow!
Back in the T-dot, sober and dairy-free (temporarily!), I'm admiring the progress you can make on the Toronto-Montreal-Toronto route even on a lace-weight cardigan.
C'est bon ca!