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so this is Montreal...

the journal of Michael Werneburg

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Montreal, 2011.08.06

We've only been in Montreal for a few hours but it's already struck us as pretty cool; but then attending a lively wedding reception helps.

My cousin Jeff and his (now) wife Daphne held a ceremony at the church of her family and the Haitian community in Montreal to which she belongs. The food was excellent. My cousin's a lucky dude.

I like about Montreal that the people seem quite a bit less uptight and unhappy than they do in Toronto. People on the street seem more ready to interact, and there's just more going on. Which is funny since it only has 2/3 of Toronto's population. The people here dress with more style than they do in Toronto, too, but then they could hardly do the opposite.

Tomorrow we're planning on diving into full tourist mode and having a wander through the old city.

rand()m quote

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov