Soundtrack, Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring, although I would prefer Debussy
Woke up this morning to rain. Gave some shoes and clothes, a towel and a yogurt to a terribly thin homeless lady. On le bus the Eiffel Tower was shrouded in cloud. My 10 days in Paris are at an end and I’m leaving on a jet plane. For in-flight entertainment I’ll be reading Anne’s House of Dreams… know where I’m going? Continue reading “And again, it’s time to go”
Soundtrack: Jean Michel Jarre, Fifth Rendez-Vous
Well it was cold the weekend I arrived, it’s been hot and incredibly steamy, now the days are shortening (no not butter) and there’s a chill in the air, although it’s still steamy ugh. Just this morning a loud roofing contractor has started assembling scaffolding over the road. Last weekend was labour day, the last long weekend of summer for locals and so it’s all signs that it’s time for me to move on. Over the last week I’ve been visiting some of my favourite spots to say farewell. So these are not a reprise of old photos, they’re new to you, spots that will stay fondly in my memory of Montreal.
Jean Talon – look at those brassicas! The lady assured me that all those cauliflower colours are natural. Just amazing.
There will never be berries the same… a person could almost cope with 6 months of winter here just for 4 months of berries.
Thank goodness I didn’t go into the Gin Pub till the end of my trip! Continue reading “Au revoir Montreal”