The first night here, there was a fireworks festival thingie. It was short, at only ten minutes long, but pretty cool.
I like how this picture looks. We hooked up a doctor kid and his Thai doctor friend and wandered around a lot.
And then ended up walking back home through the "Village Gay"! Huge huge party.
Next day, I just started wandering.
Past a hospital
Down St. Catherines.
And up to McGill University.
All the signs very clearly say don't go on the grass.
Library.
My feet.
With a week or two before school, it seems as though the "in" thing to do is sleep on the grass.
Or play some frisbee.
The comp sci/engineering buildings, my old haunt.
Into the neighbourhood just east of the university, where I used to live.
Amazing how little I remember.
Heeey, my old building!
I seemingly never went east when I was here. Huge shame, because there's a tonne of cool stuff.
This is the coolest thing ever: They have these bike rental stations EVERYWHERE. Affordable.
Only downside: to prevent destruction, the bikes are HEAVY. Small person + a hill = you're screwed.
The single most gloriously tasty unbelievably awesome holy moly incredible piece of food EVER. I present: poutine.
No way, the Kuomintang still has an office here in Montreal. Looolz.
Vieux Montreal
