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Montreal, I love it. There are skyscrapers, maple trees, squirrels and pumpkins. It is French, but it feels like an American TV series. Too much fun!
Oh ... it's high!
Montreal is first and foremost a North American city. With glass and concrete buildings that make you dizzy. But ... none goes beyond Mount Royal Park (232 meters) from where I took the first of the photos below.
Besides, it's more than a hillock. It's "the mountain" as Montrealers say.
In Montreal, there are endless avenues, straight, that intersect at right angles. We see very big cars and real cars trucks of cinema, huge fire trucks glittering everywhere and cars of cops that darken with their screaming sirens ...
Ouaaaah! It's America. As in TV series.
But among these vehicles "seen on TV", my favorites are the pretty yellow buses with marked "schoolchildren" on it.
In Montreal, we are already preparing for Halloween ...
Must say that it is the pumpkin season.
There are cucurbits (squash, what) of all shapes, sizes and colors, from almost dark purple to dark green to subtle shades of orange at all fruit and vegetable shops.
But it was at the Jean-Talon market, in the district of Little Italy, that I saw the biggest ones. Real pumpkins of Cinderella! I just love it.
What's pleasing in Montreal's urban landscape is the variety of architecture and facades. The residential streets of the center, especially in the district of Plateau (neighborhood become "bobo" and overpriced), have these alignments typical pretty brick houses, with iron stairs as perron.
In the upscale neighborhoods, there are also opulent buildings, like English mansions. Sometimes kitsch, it must be admitted ...
Montreal may be a big city (1.8 million people not counting the suburbs, according to my travel guide), it does not feel choked by concrete. Parks and green spaces are numerous, vast.
Many streets are lined with trees, especially in residential neighborhoods. The queen essence here is maple, of course.
That's the view from my window, street side.
I like it, "my" maple. But it is still far from having the incendiary color of the trees planted in the small park at the entrance to Old Montreal.
With all these parks and all these trees, Montreal is a paradise for squirrels! Mount Royal Park, which is a real forest in the heart of the city (I'll come back in a future post), impossible not to see. These little balls of hair do not stop to cross the alleys. Hop, hop, hop ... three little leaps and they go away.
But these squirrels are not shy at all. I imagine that people must feed them ... In any case, they do not pray when it comes to posing for tourists!