Montreal is Wet and Cold

My alarm was to go off at 4;50, but Orbitz called me at 4, so I was up and ready to go long before 5. Eric warmed up the car and brought Maya down while still asleep, and she stretched out in the back seat. It was raining and foggy and we arrived at the airport too early. I find that every time I fly to Canada, I get going hours before I should. But once I got through security, I found myself calm and relaxed. The flight was unremarkable, except that the first plane was only a 20 seater, and flew low and slow. Toronto is a horrible airport, all new and improved and still poorly planned and sparkling but unpleasant. I knew to catch the 747 bus downtown, and walked the three blocks up Guy from Rene Levesque to Sherbrooke and my hotel for the next three days (Chateau Versailles). I met Tara along the way, looking happy and energetic, and wearing red to match my own. We had coffee at Cafe Myriade and caught up with our lives and then ate Indian for lunch. Tara is busy with school and a student run play and TV McGill and lots of friends and social activities.

I visited her in her dorm room and met her friend Hanna from Yellowknife. We had frozen yoghurt at 'Yeh' and she invited me to her rehearsal, but after being introduced to the cast and the director and sitting waiting for her to start, she came to me and asked me to leave and told me she was not comfortable with me watching her practice. I wandered through the wet streets and visited a couple pharmacies. The pharmacies here are not typical. They are full of good quality skin products and makeup and are massive and entertaining. I chose some Lindt chocolate for dessert and found my way back to my hotel room and had a bubble bath and read and fell asleep by 10. I was happy to see Tara, did not have an agenda for the weekend, but decided simply to be available and agreeable and explore Montreal in the process.