Lately I’ve been dreaming of city hopping around Europe. I’ve pinged more than one friend suggesting we drop everything and fly to London/Paris/Barcelona…because that’s something adults with jobs and stuff totally do. Even though jetsetting isn’t really an option at the moment I was able to get a tiny little European fix with an afternoon in Old Montreal. Work took me to Montreal last week so I went up early and spent an afternoon wandering the cobblestone streets taking pictures of important-looking buildings and drinking café au lait.
See? It’s just like Paris minus the transatlantic flight.
I ducked into a cafe to escape the humidity with an iced coffee and a book…and a crepe, because why not?
Well fortified, I spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the gorgeous buildings. Fun fact: a trip to Paris as a teenager inspired me to become an architect. A two week architecture summer camp taught me that it was better suited as a hobby than a career, so the extent of my appreciation is pretty much “oooh pretty!”