While walking around Montreal, the first thing I noticed was how quiet it was for a city of this caliber.I could still hear manmade noises all around, but it was only ambient rather than in your face like an infomercial. The sound of the French language was deeply welcoming, like breakfast after a long sleep. Metaphysically, I could smell history in the brick and mortar in Old Montreal. I was impressed by how well the bicycle system is woven into the city’s infrastructure. Bixi (rentable bicycle) stations—and bike lanes—are ubiquitous.
Something else I couldn’t help but notice about Montreal was the eyes of its people. Everyone has an aura of innocence, something I feel listening to 60s pop music. People are genuine and kind, not to mention very fashionable. Towards the end of the trip, I was most interested in capturing faces and their expressions. I could imagine living and working in Montreal, and I can see why everyone from here loves this city.
I will miss Montreal like summer in the middle of December.