I've always enjoyed off-season travel. Because I live in New York, the thought of going on a crowded vacation gives me flashbacks to all the times I've foolishly ventured into Trader Joe's on a Sunday morning. (Literally lines out the door.) Vic and I decided to visit Montreal in May figuring the weather would be nice and the crowds would be smaller.
When I landed in Montreal (only a 1.5 hour flight from NYC!), my first thought was, "Where the heck is everyone?" Never have I seen such a clean, empty airport. With an hour to kill before Vic's flight came in, I roamed around and captured the unprecedented stillness.
My second thought was, "Wow, it's really French here." For some reason I was under the impression that half of the population spoke mostly English but when we arrived, almost all conversations were carried in French. I read somewhere that 85% of Montrealers speak French at home, yet almost everyone we met spoke English fluently as well. I was blown away by the flawless bilingualism so now I must learn French. Willing to barter design services for French lessons. Email me :)