Today was our last full day in Montreal, so we essentially went down the list of what we hadn’t yet done. We also took time to clean and check out of our lovely lodging, and say goodbye to our hosts.
I suppose you could call us world travelers. I’ve now stepped foot in 10 countries beyond the United States, and Liz has visited three. It’s still fun to see places I’ve never been before, and even more fun to see them one after another.
Welcome to Old Montreal. Step down from your carriage, mind the uneven bricks, and enjoy the sights.
Art is subjective. Or is it? Who makes the call on what is deemed art, and what is deemed childish scribbles? Because sometimes I find it difficult to tell the difference. Liz disagrees with some of my opinions on pieces found in the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts.
There are several steps one must take on every journey; one of ours was getting out of bed this morning. Sleeping in feels so nice after a long day of traveling, and I’m a big fan of sleep to begin with.
If you’re from the Midwest, you probably think this post is about football. You’d be wrong.