On Sunday I packed up my bike (as well as all of my other worldly belongings), and hitched a ride to Montreal. I will be staying in Canada’s most cyclist friendly city for the next year, at least. Yes, life is tough.
My new neighborhood is home to some interesting and hilarious sights. Take for example, my new church.
Now, I have never been one to go to church, but the neon sign (which is blinking, by the way), is just too godly to pass up. On my way home from service, I can stop at my new hangout:
A country club in the middle of the city- what a novel idea! To top the day off, I can take a stroll down St. Catherine’s, which is currently a pedestrian-only zone, complete with a billion tiny pink balloons.
Finally, I can retire to my
own semi-private back yard. Smack in the middle of the city, this is what sold us me on the apartment.
Stay tuned for cycling adventures in the lovely Montreal.