Montreal: 7 years later
Montreal has a special place in my memory. Before this recent trip, I was last there seven years ago. The trip had been booked for two when I was seeing someone else, but we broke up and the reservations were still in place. That trip turned out to be my first time traveling alone. I was still recovering from the breakup and for the first time in my adult life thinking of myself as an individual.
I walked and explored and did whatever the hell I wanted. I drank great local beer and I wandered and walked and met people and enjoyed the hell out of myself.
There wasn't a lot of time for such things this trip, but where I could, I did a bit of retracing my steps. Heading up to Mount Royal was one of those exercises. When I got up to the Chalet, I made a point of capturing more or less the same shot I took years before. See the precursor after the jump.




