Montreal in the Summer

The quick version of my trip to Montreal: I stayed in the Plateau with a very beautiful girl. We spent alot of time hanging out on the patio listening to A Tribe Called Quest, PJ Harvey and Nick Drake while drinking heavy Quebecois beer like Maudite and Fin Du Monde. The nearby Mile End neighbourhood is an amazing confluence of Hasidic Jews, Haitians, and hip people. I walked through a Just for Laughs gag and realised that it's mostly staged: Those "unsuspecting" people are actors!

Tam Tams makes me embarassed to be human. The weekly neo-hippy extravaganza is one part massive drum circle, one part medieval battle recreations and another part faux ethnic bazzar. Imagine the body odour of thousands of peace loving dreadlocked Quebecois youth in the summer humidity.

The Smoked Meat from Schwartz's deli just solidified my opinion that vegetarianism is completely immoral (and perhaps even anti-semitic). Likewise, the chewy Bagels that I ate in Mile End were far better than that doughy shit they sell at the supermarket.