From the front-facing window and small balcony at the apartment, there’s a view of the street below and the shaded courtyard of the house across. When we first arrived, the trees were mostly bare or just beginning to leaf out.… [Read More]
Did I just mention that one of the advantages of our north/south migration is experiencing some seasons twice? Well, here’s some Springtime evidence of that.
At the botanical gardens, the magnolias are in bloom, and the Japanese garden has a variety of fruit trees still with blossoms: cherries, crabapples, and plum trees.… [Read More]
This year, finding a furnished apartment was much more difficult than past years. Whether it’s the “end of the pandemic” or the housing crisis or some other reason, it was not easy to find a furnished apartment that would be willing to give us a 5-month lease.… [Read More]
Sylvain’s sister and parents have been visiting this weekend, so there has been excursions to many places: Île St. Hélène, Parc La Fontaine, Parc Mont Royal, and, of course, the Jardin Botanique!… [Read More]
A sign with another lovely French food pun, à la this post from earlier this year. Seen down at the Old Port, not far from the Queues de Castor (Beaver Tails) place.… [Read More]
We’ve tried to make a weekly ritual of biking to the Jardin Botanique Sunday mornings for a coffee in their café and a wander around the gardens. As mentioned before, our Accès Montréal card gives us free access to the outdoor (best) parts of the garden.… [Read More]
Montréal has a couple of sites that guide-books inevitably label with the overused adjective “iconic.” St. Joseph’s Oratory tends to be near the top of that list.
It’s one of the largest cathedrals in the world, perched high on the southwest-facing Côte-des-Neiges side of Mont Royal.… [Read More]
I’ve been an enthusiastic user of the métro in Montréal ever since we first visited. Over our various stays, I’ve traveled most of the routes. I’ve been to the ends of the lines, or one stop short, on all of them.… [Read More]
This blog post is backwards; I’m starting with the ending and detailing how I got home from my visit to the Promenade Masson (“the Heart of Rosemont”).
Why? Because it was my first time on an e-bike!… [Read More]
Things are busy. Manon and I are both taking six hours of French classes per week, along with homework and the usual quotidian grind.
Summer is a glorious but brief season, so Montréalers are anxious to be out and about when the weather’s good.… [Read More]
