I have spent the last 3 days exploring all that the beautiful French city of Montreal has to offer. This has been my first solo adventure in a new city (besides my trips up to Chicago before I moved here), and it has been a rather exhilarating experience. Staying at a hostel was definitely a good idea - I met some great people and it was way cheaper than staying at a hotel.
Tuesday, July 3rd: Arrived in Montreal in the afternoon. Two of my roommates from NY invited me to go to dinner with them, so I did that and had the most amazing pizza ever. Thin crust, sauceless, lots of cheese = delish. After I got back from dinner, I discovered that the hostel was hosting a pub crawl around town, so I decided to go along. We went to 3 different bars in the Latin Quarter - the first was a smaller, quieter pub with a neat outdoor space, the second was a cool local microbrewery, and the third was a standard bar with the addition of swing music and a dance floor. Pretty cool. I chatted with a girl from the UK, a girl from Australia, a guy from Oak Park, two brothers from Pennsylvania... lots of out of my comfort zone but well worth it. We stayed out for a few hours and then I went to use the bathroom at the last bar and came back up to discover that my group had left. Uh oh. Luckily I was with one other guy who joined up with our group, so we tried to figure out how to get back, but it was raining and we really had no idea where we were, so I ended up taking a cab back to my hostel. Overall, a good night.
Wednesday, July 4th: I tried to see if there were any 4th of July things going on, but sadly I could not find any. So instead, I walked to Old Montreal, a super old and scenic area of Montreal by the water (Port Canal). I found a neat building with a bunch of boutique shops inside, and a free art gallery of aboriginal art. After a few hours of walking around solo, I went back to the hostel and hung out for a bit. That evening, I went with a couple of my other roommates (2 girls from Winnipeg) to the International Jazz Festival. The two of them had tickets to see Adam Cohen, so I just watched some of the free shows, which was still very awesome. There were SO many people there, and it was definitely a test on my eyes getting back, but I made it.
Thursday, July 5th: I got up early and tried to see my old Canadian neighbors who I used to babysit for, but I ended up missing the bus I needed to take by about 5 minutes and the next bus wasn't coming for another hour, which would have been too late. So I went back to the hostel, ate some breakfast with the Winnipeg girls (L and J) and then went on a shopping adventure on my own along Rue St. Catherine. This street reminded me quite a bit of Michigan Ave., although not quite as big. After shopping, I hiked up Mount Royal to get to a lookout point where you could see all of the city. There were SO many stairs, but the view was worth it. Afterwards, I went back to the hostel again and had planned to go to a free circus a couple train stops away from the hostel, so I went but then decided to head back home because I was super early and there was not a lot to do around the park where the circus was taking place. I was going to call it an early night at about 9:30, when J knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to see a movie with her and L. I thought about it, and decided that I should suck it up and go. We saw Take This Waltz, which I recommend. I didn't get home until 1 or so, but I'm most definitely glad I went. Doing things = better than not doing things.
Friday, July 6th: Met up with L and J for breakfast in the hostel. They ended up walking me to the train station and stayed with me until I got my ticket, then L bought us all these amazing chocolate almond croissants, then they left and now I am on the train heading from Montreal to Toronto!
I will be in Toronto just until Sunday, and then I will be off to Vancouver for a week. I decided to cut my trip short a couple days ago. I've realized that I am not so much of a solo traveler. I am trying to make the best of it and I am still having fun, but I'm learning that I would rather travel with people I care about. So yes, I am learning a lot about myself, and for that I am thankful.
Miss you all.
Old Montreal
More impressive buildings
Narrow streets were rather abundant in Old Montreal
Gotta love the cobblestone
Lots of people at the jazz festival
The walk up to Mont Royal
View from the top
Lots of people enjoying the view from the top
The gay district in Montreal has all of these pink balls strung across the buildings. I was a fan.