Montreal

I'm in love with Montreal already. Wandered from the station to the hostel which is right in the middle of Vieux Montreal. All the old buildings I've been searching for in other cities - there's an entire city (well, section of) full of them! In fact, I'm actually living in one now.
The hostel is an old building on Rue St Pierre, amongst boutique shops and restaurants and all that. It's basically a converteed warhouse (warehouse even), over 4 levels. Very funky.

Quebec is a French province and everyone here speaks it first and foremost. (The most halting English I encountered was from s'one from the Tourist Info centre!)
I feel like I'm in a foreign country finally.

















Mark has been right. But words wouldn't describe how right. Montreal really does shit all over Toronto. The general vibe and heart (corny, I know) of the city alone makes this a great place.
Sitting in a cafe on Rue St Paul watching the people go by, enjoying a baguette and espresso, I almost could be in Paris. (If I knew what Paris was like that is!)

My one year of French back in year 7 isn't really proving much terribly useful - I've managed a few greetings/responses here and there, but nothing of any great worth!

Now, I've decided, is the time to start brushing up on my just as poor Italian!