It’s the beginning of Day 3 in Montreal.
It’s a great city. Really amazingly friendly city. I’ve had almost no problems getting around without knowing any French. I’m able to read some things, and I’m recognizing certain words spoken to me… But I’m no where near comfortable speaking the few words I’m learning. Hooray for a bilingual country.
Our apartments are just a few blocks from the Jazz Festival. The festival itself is just huge. Friday night we watched Feist perform on the main stage to a massive crowd — where Mucca will be performing on Monday night. Twice.
So far it’s been a pretty good trip, though I did pick up a cold and have spent more money (almost all on food) that I thought/hoped I would. We’ve got two more street sets today, and then the Monday night main stage shows… It’s all going by quickly.
While I know I have a lot to do when I get back, it’s been a really nice break from everything. And plus, how can you not love this view?