I scrambled to take photos of our Montréal apartment as we were checking out. Putting things off to the last second, literally, is an unfortunate forté of mine.
We underutilized our kitchen by using it only to fetch cups and store bagels in the fridge. We found this place using Airbnb, which I highly recommend it to travelers and would absolutely use again. It gave us SO much flexibility, and was more affordable and comfortable than squeezing our things into a hotel room. The immediate neighborhood was full of people drinking coffee on balconies overlooking the street, cafés, and bakeries, rather than skyscrapers and banks like most of the giant corporate hotels downtown.
This store, General 54, was one of such stores just a block or two from our place. It stocks the prettiest items from local Montréal artists - I bought a shirt here and it’s my new favorite.
Another store full of knick knacks and a trick pony.
We left Montréal on Tuesday. That morning, we drove up to the highest point in Mont-Royal, which has observatories along the way. That flat spaceship-looking thing is Olympic Stadium.
The very highest point is quite residential, actually, with some of the most decadent and prolific houses I’ve ever seen. There’s also a bit of a forest.
Looks like The Sims, right?
Went down the mountain, back into downtown and to Olivier Potier where one entire wall is full of artisan breads and on the other, indulgent pastries.