Gay-O Canada

Ah look the Canadian flags replaced with the gay ones, for the Vancouver pride fest!! heh heh… See my post from March, O Canada

Best fireworks

I have not properly captured the beauty of this fireworks festival with my phone camera - it was, hands down, the best fireworks I have seen. They had this waterfall thing mimicked with the fireworks and other fireworks shot up from the water fall… beauty beauty….

over False Creek, from 10min.s walk from my home, on the banks of the West End beach... and for free even... the gentle slopes of the West End beach allows for spectacular free views of fireworks, as opposed to the free views of those in Montréal where you don't really get a complete picture, because you don't really see the bottom part, unless you pay and go to Parc Jean-Drapeau.

pigeons in Chinatown

Pigeons flying in a and out of the produce, I bet they poop too…

Teeth...

yeah... on an external windowsill, at the corner of Davie and Granville... I wouldn't know what to say - am as perplexed as you are...

Bas-Saint-Laurent

Ah Bas-Saint-Laurent! Of beautiful sunsets and peaceful beaches. It was the most romantic vacation I ever took, given also its short duration. These tiny little fishing villages make me think weird thoughts like I could move up here and live here for the rest of my life. I could open up a little café to get myself some income. And have a little house close to the beach of the fleuve St-Laurent, on the water side - the other side (of the streets) doesn't work! And have a little swing to watch the sunsets! And then when I entice cuisine of the big city, I can drive down there once a month, hangout with my friends and all that stuff. See, I have it all planned out.

I have never lived in a small town, hence the extreme romance - ah ignorance is indeed bliss.

Also check out the impressive (and over bearing windmills) just out of Matane.

Montréal public transit

Has been going on for 150 years apparently; probably horse drawn carriages etc, but still public transport. And Vancouver celebrates 125 years!!

Montréal - you are still home

I've missed it so much. I went back with trepidation. Would I love it so much that I wouldn't want to go back? Would it and my friends there have cooled off to me than when I left? But taking the taxi from the airport to my boyfriend's home, it was like I never left. The familiar road signs, my old neighbourhood. Then his home is in the plateau; you can not miss with that. What a great place to come back to? Watching all the good looking people and their dogs from the balcony on Mount Royal - I didn't feel nostalgic, I didn't cry - because I thought I am definitely moving back here and this is where I will grow old.

I went to my old school to help out with some stuff of my old experiment and immediately felt at home and warmly welcomed. Well if I actually move back here I am not going there though - I won't kid myself that the last days of my stay at this school was pleasant.

Some days latter back in Vancouver, I would have renewed energy to hurry up and finish up my contract so I can go back to Montréal. It wasn't too hard to leave Montréal because I was going to come back. And suddenly Vancouver looked very pretty and likeable, maybe also because I was not going to have too much time to enjoy it.