Home Again

I wanted to walk through the streets of Old Montreal, so after meeting Tara for the best coffee we have found in the city (Cafe Myriade, near Concordia) and checking out of my hotel (Chateau Versailles, just perfect for a long weekend), I strolled through the city and down the hill to the cathedral and then to the pier. I was distracted by an exhibit at the Pointe Calliere Museum near the water, where I got caught up in the Rapa Nui and their maoi, and before I knew it Tara had finished her 'storyboard' meeting and was right outside the building ready for lunch.

I remembered being at the museum restaurant with Maya and Tara when I first brought Tara to Montreal to visit McGill when she was in high school. There is a lovely view of the St Lawrence and with sunny blue skies and shiny buildings all around, we decided to wait in line for a table and enjoy the three course meal (I had basic eggs benedict and Tara had a blini with gravlax and smoked salmon) and take a taxi back to McGill where she had to be at rehearsal by 2 and I picked up my bag and walked the five or six blocks to the 747 bus on Rene Levesque and Bishop. I had wisely collected $7 in coins, otherwise I could not have boarded and bought a ticket. The bus was full and I stood squeezed in the aisle watching more and more people come onto the bus at the next few stops. Thankfully, the Pierre Elliot Trudeau airport is 20 minutes away and it is an easy airport to manage. Not like the Toronto airport which is always a nightmare, even after millions of dollars in renovations and improvements. I will be on my plane soon and back in Baltimore before midnight. Eric and Maya will pick me up (I volunteered to take the Light Rail but Eric did not approve) and I will be back in my bed tonight and back to my (Tara describes it as 'boring') life.