I remember Montreal like it was just yesterday. The sounds of the birds chirping at the Jardin Botanique, the cars driving around in circles, the blueish hue in the late afternoon and the numerous festivals and events. The wonderful treat called Poutine made of french fries, gravy and cheese curds. The streets, the art in them, the empty wine bottle next to it but most of all, the people I meet along the way.
I will be back next year, and will remember it again like it was just yesterday.