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Published: October 10th 2010
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Unfortunately I think today is the day that put the final nail in the Montreal coffin for Tim.
After a good sleep in, I convinced Tim that we could go for a drive to a beach about 45 minutes away that was recommended by the concierge that hadn’t been affected by a recent oil spill that. Hoping that a nice beach visit would lift Tim’s spirits and also his opinion of Montreal.
When we left it was nice and sunny with a few clouds way off in the distance. Unfortunately for us the grey skies began to roll in and then it started to spit the closer we got to the beach.
When we found the beach entry it was actually in a National Park and as with most National parks there is an entry fee. Tim wasn’t keen on paying to see a beach that wouldn’t be swimmable because it was chilly and raining, so we turn around and head back.
Hoping to perhaps save the day by finding somewhere nice for lunch we start looking. Tim doesn’t trust going to any of the cafes in case they don’t have English menus so we go to
a bakery. Tim’s hoping for a sausage roll, meat pie or even a nice baguette roll since everything is French here, but they had none of it. The lovely lady working there had very minimal English but tried so hard to communicate with us. So Tim ended up with a 6 pack of donuts, he said they were all oily and ‘amazingly bad’. I made the most of trying something new and had a triangle shaped fruit type tart, I wish I had knew what it was called because it was absolutely delicious!
The village we were driving through looked beautiful, I would love to live here! The big houses on good sized blocks are very old world, most of them were painted timber but neat as a pin, all the gardens were lush green, nicely landscaped and very neat, the streets were tree lined and a lot of the houses had the type of letterboxes we only see in the movies, complete with the little flag for outgoing mail.
We headed back to Montreal via the highways. Tim hasn’t driven at all here as the city is mayhem. He thinks driving here is all over the place,
especially with all the construction. The one good thing is that all the highways are connected well with merging circling roads, so no traffic lights to get on and off, very much unlike home where you go through sometimes 2 or 3 sets of traffic lights to get on and off the freeway.
For dinner we go to a diner in the same street I had my hair done. It’s like the diners you see in 50’s American movies, complete with booths and juke box. It must have been okay, it was really busy and all the police seemed to get their dinners there - take out of course. The service was great and attentive even though it was busy.
We pack up and get ready for our early departure in the morning, tomorrow we are off to Toronto!
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