I got to the office on Friday and found that some friends
to be visiting Montreal over the weekend. It was quickly
I was going to have to join them in looking for an
apartment. An hour
later we had train tickets and hotel reservations.
We had the good sense to travel
We wandered past the frightening
march-break-fueled lines and into the Panorama lounge.
After a half hour
of leather-couched goodness we were let onto the train. We
got one of
the seating arrangements that sits four people around a
The table proved to be quite handy for games of travel
scrabble. I was
only able to win a game after the bottomless booze had
and Tyla. I still can't believe she was able to play
after a few glasses of wine.
Saturday was a mad scramble to find housing. We grabbed the
started sifting through the rental section. We applied the
filters. Apartments must be in downtown near transit, the
and restaurants. Existing appliances are welcome and
is essential. Would you believe they advertise apartments
heating in Montreal? I guess Yeti have to live somewhere.
We started making phone calls and managed to schedule a few
that afternoon. While
boys were messing about with maps and
newspapers and such,
had the good sense to have a quick nap.
If only we had a camera; the cutesy quotient was through the
The first apartment we walked through wasn't bad at
had a nice
terrace and had been well painted by the previous tenants.
The second place we saw was just amazing. On the fourth
floor of a townhouse it had exposed brick walls, a nice open
ceiling with rafters, nicely redone hardwood, and a terrace
roof-top patio shared with the neighbor. Its located
between St. Denis
and St Laurant near Prince Arthur which makes it a good
fifteen minute walk
from both offices. Quick inspection of the neighborhood
found a nice Thai place within crawling distance. That
There was neither sealing nor delivering, but signing took
After a successful afternoon of apartment hunting we
Queue de Cheval. Our waiter, Jacques (honest),
was a pleasant mix of efficiency and outright silliness.
The food was
great; the sauce that surrounded the spring rolls had a
healthy bite to it
and the garlic roasted mashed potatoes were butterlicious.
I had the salmon. I can't help that I grew up on the
So yes, most of you have probably figured it out. All
in Montreal is not by accident. I've accepted the
Dream Job from
Zero Knowledge Systems and start on April first. I'm
hat crew terribly, but I have to go kick some
I'm typing this on the the train back to Toronto.
our four-seater this time is our new actress friend
who recommended some fabulous furniture shops in Montreal.
We just finished
the chocolate mousse deserts that punctuated the pasta salad
and mass quantities of meat. We're somewhere in southern
Ontario passing through
a recently snow-dusted countryside under a blue sky. I'm
to take a nap.
Life is good.