Ville de Montreal

As Graham mentioned in an earlier post, I went to Montreal a few weeks ago for an academic conference.

I drove there in the Honda. It was a beautiful drive, mostly through Vermont. And I become unreasonably excited when the landscape changed, in Canada, to corn fields and silos…it looked like home. Except that all the signs were in French.

It was just a five and a half hour drive, but I was “abroad”–and Canada definitely felt like a foreign country. I expected Montreal to be a bilingual city, but the reality was that everyone besides the tourists spoke French. It was a bit disorienting to be immersed in a foreign language so close to home! Besides the French, the other things that I found most surprising were 1.) the number of sex shops  and 2.) the industrial feel of the city. Montreal was rather gray and concrete-y, with little green space, and I was happy to come back to Boston with its brownstones and brick.

The conference itself went well; it was a bit of a whirlwind experience. The details of the conference would be incredibly boring to, well, 99.9 percent of the population. But suffice it to say that I really enjoyed getting to hear other people talk about their work.

Basilique Notre Dame, built in the 17th century.

Vieux-Montreal, the oldest part of the city. It smelled amazing because of all the little restaurants cooking meat and seafood and such.

I couldn’t believe they still had some fall color in November.

McGill University.

The view of Montreal from Mont-Royal. We had to climb an army of stairs to see this view. And I was wearing a pencil skirt.

Super Sexe! One of many, many sex shops we saw. This was one of the more classy. It was also downtown in the shopping district. Next to Banana Republic. Strange.

The three days we spent at the conference were mostly work, but we did make time for a little fun…

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~ by releasethebadgers on November 17, 2009.

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