Bonjour! Friday was a rainy day so we headed to the Musee des Beaux-Arts (Museum of Fine Arts) where we spent the afternoon. There was some pretty good stuff to look at, plus there was this lady that Michael kept referring to as Jamie Lee Curtis:
The pregnant lady finally needed a break so we headed back to the hotel for some hot tubbing and reading while we waited for the weather to clear up. Then we took the train out to the Olympic Stadium and Botanical Gardens.
Here are a few pictures from the Jardin Botanique. Now, here's the deal- we arrived at around 5pm knowing that there was a light show of sorts at night. Sounded like a solid plan at the time. I'll let you enjoy a few photos of us exploring the (enormous) gardens before explaining what happened next.
Let's just say thank god for this map:
Us... with sunlight.
Michael in a time-out.
Ok, so once we got to the furthest end of the park (seriously, this place was huge), this started happening:
The sun started to set. Which is about when we started discussing what happens when they close the park and you are still stuck in it because there is no way they can cover the entire park looking for stragglers. As if on cue, the foxes emerged. For real.
Here's a good picture of us trying to find our way back:
Obviously we all know how this story ends. With a Chinese light show!!!
Saturday we woke up excited for some football (our concierge had found us the one and only bar to watch American college football) and bagels (we'd read that Montreal bagels are the best). First stop was St. Viateur Bagels, which were so good! They are a little sweeter than what we're used to and something about them reminded me of popcorn.
Then we went over to the sports bar, Champs, for the Michigan game. First, I want you to think about how much you would assume that the Canadians like hockey. Now, multiply that by about 1,000 and you might be closer to being right. The first night we were in town, there was a pre-season Canadiens game on. There were more people wearing Canadiens jerseys around town than there were the night the Chicago Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup. When we asked around the first few days where we could watch American football, everyone's response started with, "Well, if there isn't a hockey game on...". A high school hockey game in this town would have trumped the Superbowl. Ok, you get the point. As I mentioned, our concierge called Champs ahead of time for us and they were able to put the Michigan game on the big screen.
See those empty seats? That means there was no hockey game currently happening.
At least one of us had a happy ending that day.
We spent the rest of the day exploring the super cute neighborhood.
I was obsessed with all of the beautiful markets.
While Michael, as usual, had an affinity for the various statues.
Quick stop for some chocolates.
We tried the owner's favorite (basil chocolate ganache) and the customers' favorite (sea salt chocolate ganache).
This I just have no words for.
Final dinner in Montreal at L'Academie (duck confit for me, bison for him).
Au revoir, Montreal!