From the docks.The imposing Chateaux Frontenac as seen from the vieux ports.
After 60 out of 72 hours in either an airport or on an aeroplane, I landed in Montreal, Quebec exhausted, sick and glad to be back on Canadian soil. Of course, coming into Canada is never simple for me. Every time I have entered this country through an airport I have been searched. This time was no different, and while everyone else passes through the final check unscathed, I now just go straight for the side door where the room lined with one-way mirrors and filled with searching counters exists. Surprisingly the people who actually do the searching are always
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