I arrived in Montreal exactly a week ago today… weird. I feel like we’ve been here much longer than a week and yet I still feel like we have so much of the city to explore.
We hiked up Mount Royal / Mont Real (the reason Montreal is called what it is) and because we were at Hurley’s so late the night before to hear Solstice play again we were all a little out of it. Luckily there were about a million stairs to go up so that was awesome. We finally got to the top and looked down on the city lovingly.
After we stopped feeling like we were going to die, we went to a pond within the park and there were baby ninjas doing karate or something like that.
Chuck wasn’t exactly sure if the path we were going to take down the mountain would lead us to the drum jam or not, but we had faith. We basically had to scale down what was probably a waterfall or something. Good thing I’m the clumsiest person I’ve ever met – I was covered in dirt by the time I reached the bottom, but I was alive. We made it to the drum jam and it was beyond legit.
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