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Festival International de Jazz de Montréal |
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| 6/28/2007 - 7/8/2007 |
| The gigantic summer music celebration features 11 days of non-stop entertainment, from noon to midnight, right in the heart of downtown Montréal. |
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Festival International Montreal en Arts presents its 8th edition in collaboration with SDC/VILLAGE |
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| 6/28/2007 - 7/1/2007 |
| More than 150 artists (painters, sculptors, photographers and artisans) show and sell their artwork in the Gay Village. |
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La Biennale de Montréal (5th Edition) |
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| 5/10/2007 - 7/8/2007 |
| The 5th edition of the Biennale de Montréal highlights contemporary Canadian art with works by established and emerging artists from around the world. |
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SATURDAY IN MONTREAL: Tipsy on Mojitos, Gouged on Breakfast, and Wet on the Lachine Rapids
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http://www.vagabondish.com/
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Were the Delta Montreal a reputable five-star hotel like say, Howard Johnson's, they would provide complimentary wifi. Alas, their guaranteed affluent clientèle with guaranteed expense accounts guaranteed us that if we wanted net access, we would indeed be coughing up the $19.99 daily fee. My response to that was "no" which I'm pretty sure is the same in French as in English... |
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Our curiosity and hunger for the heart disease on a platter known as poutine soon gave way to boredom and time constraints and we abandoned our search in favor of heading back into the city. One of the three highlights of our trip - the Body Worlds exhibit - awaited us at 5:00p sharp. I won't go into all of the details here, but I'd encourage anyone who's even remotely interested in science or the human body to visit the exhibit. It's absolutely fascinating, professional, and the whole production is very well done... |
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I should have expected people in Montreal to speak French. I should have expected to see French on menus, municipal signs, coffee lids, etc. But all that French language still seemed ridiculous to me, a bit pretentious put-on. Like Montreal spent a semester studying abroad at Ithaca College's sister school in Paris and returned home with an unearned superiority complex, complaining about the inferior quality of croissants at Dunkin' Donuts and stocking their cupboard with Nutella. Maybe it's because the people of Montreal don't look especially European, at least according to my own fairy tale idea of what Europeans are supposed to look like, as informed by the films of Jean-Pierre Jeunet and Pink Panther cartoons. Instead, French Canadians look like Americans with interesting noses and restricted access to contemporary hairstyle techniques... |
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MONTREAL IS IN ANOTHER COUNTRY
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(Part Two)
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http://www.tremble.com/
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New York City has a problem with homelessness, but I've rarely had a problem with individual homeless people. Some shout, some shake or threaten. I remember one skinny lady zombie-running along the Park Place subway platform with her clawed hands outstretched toward commuters, a thick, swinging rope of saliva hanging down to waist level; it was Christmas morning. But, largely, things are cool. A transaction here and there, an occasional no-money smile, a little bit of small talk with the regulars, and not much else. I often feel sad for homeless people here, but never annoyed by them.
Not so in Montreal , where Lisa and I had a hard time with people on hard times... |
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