After arriving at the airport, we bought a monthly transit pass and made our way (via the airport bus) to our rented apartment on Papineau Avenue. It is in a tired, 1960's era building on the 24th floor, with a stunning view east towards the Olympic Stadium and the St. Lawrence Seaway. Patrick, our host, met us at the building and gave us a walk-through and the door keys. We don't expect to see him again unless something goes terribly wrong. There is a full kitchen, dishwasher, clothes washer/dryer. We feel as though we've relocated here instead of being through-travelers. There is a large park across the street; local grocer, many depanneurs, an ATM and two metro stops nearby. We've realized that this four weeks is going to be the longest we've slept in one place since September of last year.
|the view from our balcony|
In two days we start the language classes. Having french all around us will help us (hopefully) to soak in the new pronouns and verb conjugations, forcing us to adapt it into regular use.
Ok, Montréal, we are here. Show us what you've got.
By the way, this is our hundreth blog post. We're not quite a year into our adventures. Wonder what is next?