A trip to Montreal wouldn’t be complete without some lox and
bagels. After a family breakfast, we
headed to the Atwater Farmer’s Market where we saw the most wonderful
looking cheeses, meats, desserts and flowers.
Here are some things that stood out for me!
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| Atwater Farmer's Market - parking lot |
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| Duck Confit |
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| Paella - pan was about 4 ft. in diameter (behind the glass) |
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| Venus Flytrap in the Garden section of the market |
After
that we headed to Old Montreal & the Old Port of Montreal (where the Cirque du Soleil has held events) for a leisurely stroll along its
cobblestoned streets. We turned the
corner onto "rue St. Paul" (in French it means St. Paul Street) and stumbled upon a corner storefront, which I had
painted about 30 years ago! Here’s a pic
of what it looks like today, compared to my painting back then! It was fun to see an old friend!
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| "rue St. Paul" (watercolor) by Helen K. Beacham |
We then headed into an art gallery to browse and to fill my
senses!
Down a side alley, we saw this artist who paints oil paintings of Montreal for the
tourists. There are lots of outdoor
artist set-ups in Old Montreal.
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| Montreal artist in a side alley, talking to art lovers. |
Here’s a curiosity.
There were about 8 of these contraptions every 6 feet on one of Old
Montreal’s streets. Upon closer
observation, we realized that this is where people can deposit their cigarettes
after they’re done. How civilized! (beats sand buckets where you end up with gum
and other trash, I guess).
For cigarette disposal.
Street musicians round out our stroll “culturally”. Makes you walk more lightly, even if you
should be tired by now!
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| Street artists & musicians in Old Montreal |
For a late lunch, we go to meet our niece who has a summer
job at a Brazilian restaurant in the eastern end of Ste. Catherine. A walk under this “pink ball” canopy made us
happy to be outside today.
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| East end of Ste. Catherine Street |
Here’s what we saw as we traveled home in the car…a bunch of
senior citizens toodling along on their motor scooters (they have the bike
lanes to travel in).
We decided to stay in last evening and play Trivial Pursuit
with our nephew and his friend. I had
been telling our 21 yr old nephew that his uncle was the smartest man I knew,
so he had to figured out what that was all about. Listen to this: all 5 of the rest of us played as a team AGAINST my husband, who knows the minisculist
minutiae of the world. And darned if he
didn’t win AGAIN! I tell you there is no
justice!
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| Trivial Pursuit rounds out our Sunday! www.helenKbeacham.com Read my latest post! |
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