I had no idea what I should see in Montreal, so my friend, Lucie, made this list of things to see. I spent three days working my way through her suggestions including exploring the Old Town, visiting Parc Jean-Drapeau and eating bagels and desserts.

It’s hot. A top of 33C is forecast for Thursday. That’s not my kind of weather. In an effort to avoid the sun, I spent the morning running errands: doing laundry, posting stuff at the post office and going for a run (only on the shady streets). Even…

As dusk falls over Montreal, the Kondiaronk Belvedere in front of the of Mont Royal Chalet begins to fill. Tourists prepare to capture the sunset, runners take a breather and stretch before their descent and a sly few enjoy a beer or three. Then there is me; setting my pretty…

My second day in Montreal and I still haven’t quite comprehended what I have dubbed “The French Thing”. Everything is in French. Even the newspaper.  My friend Lucie, who I am staying with, works near Old Montreal. Or as I like to call it, Paris 2.0. I spend…

Let me preface this by saying I am well aware of, and support, a person’s right to speak in any language they choose. But this is Canada. So why are you speaking in French?? This sentiment has been floating around in my head for two days now. I’m not frustrated…