There And Back Again: A Short Update, Newsy Post, if you’re interested in that sort of stuff

DSC_0050

It is Wednesday my dudes.

Sorry, I just had to. XD

Well hello from somewhere in Ontario, people! I’m currently typing this out at a hotel room, where we’re crashing after seeing Montreal.

Let’s start this again because that intro was awful.

Most Christmases usually have my family go from house to house to suffer small talk, itchy sweaters, and nothing to do. It’s not all that bad, there’s free food and there’s internet. So it’s bearable. Boring. But bearable.

This Christmas, though, was a little different in a very good way. ย We decided we’d be by ourselves for the day and go somewhere new.

Which is neat, cause I’ve never been to another province. ๐Ÿ˜€

DSC_0029

There’s something special about a road trip, no matter where you’re going, and this trip was no exception. Even if we were late by like 5 hours and I lost my 4th sock and we couldn’t get the water to stop leaking. We managed to actually make it to the car. A small miracle!

Also, as it turns out, 6 hours in a car with no internet almost guarantees conversation. Who knew? Oh and laughter- it almost guarantees laughter. Which is nice. Laughter’s a nice gift.

DSC_0013.JPG

I got my family to listen to the Ties That Bind, pt. 2 and I’ve never been more proud of myself. Listening to AIO on a road trip is pretty nice. Except when my mom asks if Eugene and Katrina adopted Buck yet. Because I don’t have an answer to that. *sniff*

I got to play Christmas Chanced for my parents, and thankfully, they actually liked it. They laughed at the funny parts and got silent at the sad ones, and at the end they asked if that was it. So that’s pretty great. It’s interesting how an audio play got us talking about stories and imagination and creative writing- and hot chocolate. Randomness strikes again.

DSC_0072

On the way to the very cold city known as Montreal, I got to write a little. Well a lot, if you consider one k a lot. I’ll just say it was hard to keep from squealing when everyone was looking out the window. It’s not my fault there was a lot of angst and death and sadness and mean characters, kay?

And then Montreal itself was a new thing to not squeal over.

DSC_0079

 

It’s cold. That’s the very firstest thing I thought as soon as I stepped out the door. It’s a very cold city and suddenly I was grateful for turtlenecks and scarves and everything wool. ย But where I was mildly bothered, my poor frozen family opted to stay inside the car while I walked around taking pictures. *sighs* So supportive. Also, manual is a hard mode to master at night. Really hard. So there’s only one example of my poor night photography.

DSC_0064

But it’s beautiful.

The lights up in the streets have a twinkle to them, all strung up. You have to step into the biting wind to properly enjoy it. Without the lights, Montreal has the fartooquietforitsowngood athmosphere that, in book genres, would be called a thriller. It’s quiet. Really quiet. And the streets are small. And the stairs are terrifying. ย I dunno if you’ve ever seen the silly song with Larry, where Larry and a bunch of veggies have to carry a piano up a loong row of stairs, but if you did, that’s what the stairs in Montreal are like. You have to climb up whoknowshowmanystairs to reach the door, and then you have to climb even more stairs to reach your room. And if you live on the second floor, more stairs. I feel bad for all those feet. ๐Ÿ˜›

My feet hurt just walking along the Old Port something or other.

DSC_0084

DSC_0090

DSC_0098

Also, everything’s in French.

And by everything, I mean every single little word ย from the signs to the WARNING DO NOT REMOVE tags to the menus at Tim Hortons. I know wish I paid more attention in French class. Unfortunately, I said that out loud in my mom’s hearing range. Ah well.

DSC_0103

DSC_0107

DSC_0111

Now, I’m not sure if you’re supposed to notice the alleys first, or the projects with the very dangerous stairs, or the smoke in the cold, but I did. And I guess no place is as pure as brochures let it be. Every city has its dark parts.

All that said, it’s fascinating. And cold. Very cold. XD

DSC_0114

DSC_0118

Anyhoo, at last check we’re in another random part of the world, it is 9 pm, and I am off to finish off some ice cream, and I shall end this verbose rant-y post with this:

DSC_0143

Snowflakes are more intricate than I gave em credit for.

 

Advertisements

34 thoughts on “There And Back Again: A Short Update, Newsy Post, if you’re interested in that sort of stuff

  1. Ooh, I love those pictures!! SO pretty!
    And YAY! I’m glad your parents liked Christmas Chances! ๐Ÿ˜€
    AND YES!!! That Veggie Tales is hilarious!! XD I might still have that DVD…. ;P

    Like

  2. GORGEOUS photos, all of those could’ve been in a travel brochure!! ๐Ÿ˜€ It’s really cool how you can capture the trains and people in one frozen shot – what shutter speed did you use? Anyways, sounds like a great time! ๐Ÿ˜€
    ~Emmie

    Liked by 1 person

  3. JO! Your pictures are getting so much better! I’ve never been to Montreal, but it looks so neat. Currently, my aunt from Canada is staying with us…she’s from Calgary. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Anyway, yeah, the French. *shakes head*

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s