Remember “Yanny or Laurel?” I experience a similar thing here on the metro.
On the Orange Line, there’s one station that gets announced and the way I hear it is very misleading:
To my ear, that sounds like “prochaine station row-zoo.”… [Read More]
Remember “Yanny or Laurel?” I experience a similar thing here on the metro.
On the Orange Line, there’s one station that gets announced and the way I hear it is very misleading:
To my ear, that sounds like “prochaine station row-zoo.”… [Read More]
On the first of May, some people go a-Maying, some celebrate Beltane, some celebrate the Labor movement, and some riot outside of multinational corporate offices. Manon and I have our own ritual where we arrive in a new neighborhood for the Summer.… [Read More]
Remember way back in May, when we encountered the “trees to be planted here” signs up in Saint-Léonard? No? You know, this here?
Well, anyway, we were back up in that area yesterday, and, sure enough, some trees have been planted.… [Read More]
It’s a summery day in Montreal, and this morning during my coffee break I heard the tinny digital chimes of what I presumed was an ice cream truck coming down our street.… [Read More]
Hockey is to Canada what baseball and football are to the U.S. It’s a cultural touchstone and a massive revenue source for the sports industry.… [Read More]
On my morning walk, I came across the city’s tree squad in action.
Truck o’ TreesThey were upgrading a yard just down the street from us.
Tree squad in actionTwo trucks, one excavator, five workers, and about ten minutes for a new tree to go in.… [Read More]
It’s been a busy end-of-Summer. We’ve had some visits from out of town, and work has been taking up a lot of time.
A few weeks ago, Manon and I managed to get away to the Pointe-à-Callière 18th Century Public Market event.… [Read More]
It’s been smoky and hot here in Montreal, and there hasn’t been any significant rain since July 17th. After last year having a very wet summer, this summer is shaping up to be very dry.… [Read More]
Sylvain and I have long heard legends of the snow removal siren–an eardrum-crushing klaxon that sends Montrealers staggering into the street to move their cars before the tow-trucks and snowplows come through.… [Read More]