There's a special place in our heart for Montreal. It was four years ago, at the end of this month, that we visited Montreal on our honeymoon, staying in a small bachelor apartment in the Plateau. And we revisited last year, renting a charming two-bedroom apartment by Jean-Talon Market. We fall in love with a new part of the city on each of our visits, and have decided to make tradition of revisiting each year.
This trip we were visiting our friends, Crissy and Tory, who were kind enough to have us over even while in the midst of moving in. It was a quiet, overcast weekend, which suited us just fine, homebodies that we are.
I sat and admired Crissy's darling succulents every morning.
On Sunday morning we walked along the Lachine Canal to Old Port.
I never tire of these narrow cobblestone streets and alleyways in Old Montreal.
Just as we were leaving Old Montreal, a local told us about the nearby Montreal Clock Tower (Tour de l'Horloge) that is often overlooked by tourists. The tower is nearly 100 years old, and faces the Jacques Cartier bridge from the Quai de l'Horloge, and is adjacent to the man-made Clock Tower Beach. It is a 192 step climb to the top (148 feet in height), the last 50 or so steps on a narrow circular staircase, which we braved despite my fear of heights, and Patricio's fear of tight spaces (my knuckles were white from gripping the banister so tightly).
Monday morning we made a quick trip to the "Big O" (a famous Montreal skate spot) and the Olympic Stadium Park. The park featured several new additions, including a movie theatre, planetarium and the Saputo Stadium. I suppose it just goes to show how much can change, and has changed, in only four years.
Well, until next year, Montreal. Fin.
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