image

Feels like Paris, but it’s Montreal. What a civilized and highly cultured city this is. Our place in Old Montreal by the river and Old-Port is in walking distance to bakeries for breakfast, specialty boutiques, museums, the entertainment venues.

We set out a little too early for a morning meal at the restaurants on either side of L’Auberge de la Place Royale (big, clean, comfy, tasteful double accommodation where we are staying), but a patisserie around the corner served specialty coffees, pastries, and madeleines with jam that fortified us for the walk to Place des Arts, the venue for the opera “Les Feluettes.”

image

Although the performance isn’t until Saturday, Pete wanted to get our bearings and familiarize himself with the route. It was fun to see the advertising for the opera and my cousin’s name Kevin March, for he is the composer.

image

image

image

Me, composer Kevin March, and Pete

Me, composer Kevin March, and Pete

We got together for lunch near the Place des Arts to learn about the opera project, and as Pete remarked, he felt he was hobnobbing with the likes of Puccini! No, no one is allowed to see a rehearsal (because there is nudity in the play), but yes, we’ll get together again, at least on opening night.

After we said “au revoir,” I noticed a ticket booth for the renowned circus of Montreal, Cirque du Soleil. There is 30% off the ticket price when you buy the day of the performance, so we said, let’s go!

“Luzia” is “le nouveau spectacle sous le grand chapiteau” (the new show under the big top). The big top happens to be two piers away from our place. See what I mean by “walking distance”?

image

image
Oh, but what about dinner? The map on my iPhone revealed La Champagnerie that turned out to be very popular with the young, hip, sophisticated after-work crowd. Two glasses of proseco and a charcuterie board satisfied the desire to eat light.

image
image

Montréal, je t’aime.

Advertisements