Lost in Montreal… quelle surprise!
Yeah, once again Montreal proved a formidable opponent in terms of proving to us that leaving directions on a Facebook message and using only what you can remember will lead you to a gas station on the other end of town. After some french-english mumbling between myself and the gas station attendant, and the purchasing of a atlas for the city ($13, really?) we finally found our home for the next two nights.
The Saint John show went well (thanks Dan, Chuck and everyone else!!), and it was nice to finally meet up with Amanda and Mike after all the border shenanigans. We are sleeping in tomorrow and then running around the city for fresh fruit and culture before the show at L’Escalier. Then we head to the capitol city and start our Ontario stint.
See you there.
