One of the things I appreciate about Canada is it's four seasons. I appreciate some less (ahem... Spring) and love the warm, colorful and refreshing qualities of the others!
Before I get too carried away with my love for Fall, I just want to say I respect Spring, just not the mass amounts of mud and lake-sized puddles that come with it.
So here we are, in my favorite season! The colors continue to blow me away :) As much as I LOVE the beach and summer, I can't get enough of the reds, oranges and yellows of Fall. It's perfect with a sweater and jeans, you don't freeze your fingertips off or sweat out your body mass. You can enjoy the outdoors and an evening by the fire. You can bask in the sunshine and sip a French Vanilla from Tim's (I like to reserve the hot chocolates specifically for the winter cups... I'm particular like that). Oh yes, Fall has many upsides.
I've been quite lazy in taking pictures of the captivating beauty, but I've begun to really enjoy the contrasts that the spotlights in the park across the park bring in the evening.
Also, speaking of Fall... Thanksgiving was a few weeks ago (already?!) and I convinced my family to take the typical and slightly cheesy family pictures... :)
Please ignore the corner of the dock that's sinking into the water.Good thing we took the picture before we ate turkey!
For a city of about 3.5 million, about 1/3 of which use public transit, one would expect something along the lines of pandemonium in their morning commute. I did. I was expecting elbows and personal space invasions - I got that, but not quite at the extent I was thinking. So instead of complaining about squeezing into the metro (subway) system with about 100 other people at 8:50am, I'm going to applaud what I've seen so far in Montreal: Organized Chaos. People wait, a respectful ATM line-up distance from eachother, they say excuse me AND they once in a while let others embark before them (*gasp!* I must clarify this is only if they know they'll make it onto that train or bus. Otherwise it's no holds barred.) Bus line-ups going for about 1/2 km are calm and somewhat patient and people wait their turn to get up into the bus. I was shocked. Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Uruguay were not like that... move it fast or miss your bus are the mottos they live by. So elbows are in full swing all over the place and people are pushing through.
I'm impressed Montreal. The civility you display make public transit "agréable". Merci!!
Please ignore the corner of the dock that's sinking into the water.
