We drive around Montreal, looking at the sights: through fancy Westmount with their 30 km/hr speed limit (now that's clout), up Mont Royal to see the giant cross and George Etienne Cartier's monument, across pont Jacques Cartier to Île Ste-Hélène (now I understand where mom got her fear of bridges; that curling, swirling exit felt like a rollercoaster - and it didn't help that La Ronde was in the distance), and to the famous Olympic Stadium.
Then, it's an adventure on Le Métro (as in the subway tunnel goes under the water, and now I'm starting to understand mom's other fear)
Nous commandons les billets pour les enfants et pour nous aussi tout en français. Je suis fière de moi quand mes enfant me regardent avec étonnement.
Île Ste-Hélène is amazing - huge green spaces, art installations, three (!) pools in parc Jean Drapeau, and the Biosphere to boot. Built as the American pavillion for Expo '67 by Mr. Bucky Ball himself, they soldered the joints to save money and so Montreal got a new, permanent, present. When it caught on fire in '76, the transparent 'skin' whooshed away in 30 minutes. THIS is why we were going - who knew there would be the most amazing environmental museum inside it?! We could easily have spent the day there investigating Buckminster Fuller's other inventions, the waterways, the totally 'green' home, and the Great Lakes.
Fierce is not interested in the view - too distracted by the present Uncle Tim gave him yesterday after dinner.
this was a fav: put yourself in a watercycle video - it's live so they react continuously to the new environment
it's hypnotic, isn't it?
the triangles start the bend and you aren't sure which part is advancing, and which is retreating. it was like that in person too.
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