I finally got around to doing some real sightseeing today.
I got up at the crack of noon, horked down a two-donut breakfast and then went for a run. I followed the same route I did last year, except back then it was on a bicycle, and this time I was on foot. Surprisingly, it took almost exactly the same amount of time. I did take some shortcuts though; I didn’t go around the Formula-1 track this year. I also knew the true route to take and didn’t get lost as often this time. Since I did it on a Sunday this time I could follow the other people using the trails.
Afterwards, once I had gathered energy again, I had the requisite poutine for a lunch. Nice carbs in that.
The Port of Montréal is having a festival, so I got on a bus tour of the shipping facilities. Unfortunately, if I had thought about it, I would have realized that the entire program was in French. That wasn’t exactly conducive to an enjoyable tour. But it was free. It was air conditioned. And I got to sit down. And the equipment for moving huge containers is impressive.
I have noticed I haven’t taken any pictures of Montréal. I did all my picture taking last year.