It's been a few years since we were last in Canada and this was my first visit to Montreal. We loved the city, with it's French feel and a true cosmopolitan population. We arrived for the Jazz Festival, which was centred around the Art Quarter, just a 10 minute walk from our hotel. For three days and nights all we did was watch live music - the Jazz genre is stretched in all diretions at this festival - drink good wine and eat very good food! We ended up in the Jean Talon Market at Ginbar Pourvouyer to watch Portugal win the European Cup of Nations. It was only in the Uber back to the hotel, stuck in a traffic jam, well more like a cavalcade of Portuguese supporters, that we learnt from our driver that there are over 45 000 Portugese people in Montreal! They were all out on the streets that afternoon!
We drove out to Prince Edward County for a few days. It is a wine region and the wine was better than expected. It's a harsh climate for the vines which have to be pruned, covered and buried before winter each year to prevent them being killed by the cold. It was super to spend time with Lisa and Matt, from Zimbabwe, now living in Canada. Sitting out on their lawn by the lake on a summer evening; if you squint your eyes just a little, you could imagine it was the Zambezi. We braaied, drank too much, played cards; just like home.We know Saffers and Zimbos who are scattered from Calgary to Christchurch and everywhere in between and we love to visit them. We are privledged to be able to travel and blessed to have such open-hearted friends. Then it was back to Montreal for a few days of Comedy Festival, followed by a quick touch down in New Jersey before flying to Europe.
We drove out to Prince Edward County for a few days. It is a wine region and the wine was better than expected. It's a harsh climate for the vines which have to be pruned, covered and buried before winter each year to prevent them being killed by the cold. It was super to spend time with Lisa and Matt, from Zimbabwe, now living in Canada. Sitting out on their lawn by the lake on a summer evening; if you squint your eyes just a little, you could imagine it was the Zambezi. We braaied, drank too much, played cards; just like home.We know Saffers and Zimbos who are scattered from Calgary to Christchurch and everywhere in between and we love to visit them. We are privledged to be able to travel and blessed to have such open-hearted friends. Then it was back to Montreal for a few days of Comedy Festival, followed by a quick touch down in New Jersey before flying to Europe.
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