Midnight Pub

First Night In Montreal

~theoddballphilosopher

It was the farthest north I have ever driven, let alone by myself since I made the road trip all the way from Utah to New Hampshire.

Truth be told, I was feeling hella anxious when I was about to embark on this trip. But like Kierkegaard once said, “Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.

It was my first taste of freedom in a long tim, and I was wondering if I’d ever get lost. Despite having a flip phone and an outdated iPod, I was able to find my way to the Hotel Brossard barely using google maps. I just trusted my sense of direction.

One look at this place and I can already tell that the people of Canada are more dignified and civilized than the United States. If things turn very nasty, I’m pretty sure I'm moving to Montreal. Besides, I’ve already mapped out a few places to flee to. Plus, there are a few apartment complexes near the hotel, just out of reach of the St Lawrence River.

What struck me was how familiar the landscape of southern Canada looked to the Great North Woods of the United States, as if they were one big country. I also didn’t expect there to be great leagues of farmland west of Quebec. It was as if I was journeying through the heart of America again like I did back in 2022.

The Hotel Brossard is one of the finest places I’ve ever stayed. And it’s relatively inexpensive for the most part, unless you’ve booked multiple nights.

I took a walk down the street and came across a small plaza, with an Onigiri restaurant and an international food shop, which contained drinks I hadn’t seen in a long while, and were quite delicious. That Onigiri was also delectable. I had a little conversation with one of the chefs of the restaurant who seemed cute.

Somehow, being here in Montreal feels right, like I was meant to be here, away from the political turmoil of the USA. I mean, I wish the people in the US were as friendly and kind as the people in Canada.

I’m proud of managing to do this all by myself. It proves that I really can navigate myself.

With a little luck, I’ll find someone and get their number.


outdoorminer

Montreal is beautiful. Was there any snow there? Winters are notoriously brutal there. I was visiting last February and we got caught in the middle of a huge snow storm. The morning before the flurries started to fly, we were awoken by what sounded like air-raid sirens. Turns out, before big snow storms, city workers drive around in trucks early in the morning waking everyone up so that people move their parked cars so that the plows can get through those narrow streets.

Contrary to perceptions in English Canada, we also found Montrealers to be very friendly towards us monoglots, and its maybe the only truly bilingual city in the country.

Montreal is utterly unique in North America. It is a strange vestige of a bygone era and way of life as you duly note -- dignified and civilized. Montreal, under the rule of a dominant Anglophone minority, was the single major city in Canada until the 1970s when Toronto supplanted it. By then, insurgent Quebec nationalism scared off businesses as the government grew more strident in its protection and promotion of the French language and culture. There is something noble about that place as it holds out against assimilating fully into the English world. Without this heavy-handedness, Montreal would likely be as French as New Orleans, and its identity would be heavily diluted. Quebec stands alone in that regard. There, I think you have a degree of separateness from the rest of the world in a unique little bubble.

How did the rest of the trip go?

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theoddballphilosopher

There wasn't any snow there, but it was cold.

The rest of my trip went great, visited the museum of fine arts and the museum of archeology and history. That's where I learned more about Montreal than I ever had in my entire lifetime.

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ropocl

I went to Montreal once and loved it. I think it's the closest to Europe you can get without leaving North America. Crazy to see buildings older than the Declaration of Independence... I know we have those in the US but it's not the same. Also I held the door for a mother and her toddler, and the toddler said "merci" and it fully melted my heart. Hope you enjoyed the rest of your trip.

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theoddballphilosopher

I definitely did. Thanks.

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