I headed into an area in Montreal called Plateeau Mont-Royal...reminded me a bit of San Francisco, but a more mellow vibe. I passed by this familiar place on the way to the subway into town, but something seemed different about it. Maybe the Colonel got new glasses?
Poulet Frit Kentucky
The temperature was in the high 50s/low 60s...people sitting outside drinking margaritas at a place called Cactus...eating ice cream, walking around, just enjoying the sun after their very-long winter. I grabbed a sandwich and some raspberry/pear juice then kicked back on some stairs to do some people watching.
Dooby Day? Joint-rolling workshop? You've gotta love the disclaimer at the bottom of this poster: "These are informative events and do not encourage any behaviour." So ladies and gentlemen, DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!
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