Montreal

It’s cold. Tres frais, as they say en francais.

I’m in Montreal just now, for a mixture of work and pleasure. We’re doing all the touristy things around Montreal in winter—shopping in the underground city, visiting museums, and drinking a lot of rather nice coffee. I hadn’t realised just how much I missed drinking macchiatos until I arrived here.

This is my first trip to a non-English speaking place—it’s interesting, but difficult. Joe and I have been practising our French together and in restaurants. We seem to be making ourselves understood well enough. All the people are friendly and they are very kind—helping us with the language, and keeping their amusement to themselves.

I’ve been making notes to post some impressions of the city, along with our adventures and photographs—I hope to get to that in the next few days. Visiting a city, learning a language, and keeping up with work is quite exhausting! And so to bed, to bed, to bed…