Along the Lachine Canal

As the weather warmed up today to a balmy -14C and I needed to escape from the somewhat insalubrious surroundings that is my current abode, I took a walk along the Lachine Canal and into the city.

Surprisingly, it was a lot easier to walk along the canal path than on the pavements, which, I gather from television news, have not been cleared adequately of snow and ice and are consequently treacherous to pedestrians.

It is hard to imagine that just a few short months ago, Robyn and I rode bikes all the way along to the end of the canal. There weren’t too many people doing so today!

And, lastly,  a reminder of summer…….

Lachine Canal in the summer
Lachine Canal in the summer

Looks can be deceptive

Apologies to readers for being so very tardy in adding new posts. There is only so much one can show and tell about snow!!

I have now finished my housesitting sojourn in Vermont and, somewhat reluctantly, left my comfortable home of the last few weeks and Bubba, who has been good company.

This week is being spent in Montreal where the weather, if anything, is even colder than Newport. I am staying in a less than desirable apartment in Atwater, which is convenient for the bus to the airport if nothing else, apart from the McDonalds directly across the street should I have the urge to consume a Big Mac. So far I have resisted the temptation.

An Atwater church in the snow
An Atwater church in the snow
Atwater
Atwater
Atwater market
Atwater market
Jacques Cartier Bridge
Jacques Cartier Bridge
Embedded bicycles
Embedded bicycles
Unusual building in St Catherine's St
Unusual building in St Catherine’s St
The side of a cake shop in The Village
The side of a cake shop in The Village

I have had one beautiful day when it has all looked very pretty but looks can be deceptive. The temperature has ranged from -18 to -24C and I don’t think I have ever been so cold. On Monday, I went for a walk in the snow along dirty, slushy pavements and yesterday, when the electricity cut off in the apartment and the heating consequently disappeared, I adjourned to a shopping centre for a haircut and then to an Outdoor Clothing shop for a couple of hours. (My kind of shopping!)

Normally, I prefer to catch the bus but it has been far too cold to stand around waiting for one so I have been forced onto the metro. Luckily, the stop is very close to the apartment so minimal time has to be spent outside. There is not going to be much venturing out for sight seeing this week!

Figures on a cafe in The Village
Figures on a cafe in The Village

Silk thermals are not enough!

A wintery mural
A wintery mural

I have been so cold in Montreal, even though it has been sunny, that I decided that I had to purchase a warmer jacket, as the silk thermals were definitely not sufficient in my fight against the cold wind. So my mission today was to hunt for the jacket, preferably without the faux fur for which the Montrealers seemingly have such a penchant, and one that didn’t make me look like the Michelin man!

More art
More art

My quest initially took me to Walmart in North Montreal. The journey involved two lengthy bus rides into unknown territory. Luckily, the buses were prompt and, in the intervening wait between the two, the sun made an appearance and it stopped snowing. Always a bonus!

On the second trip, the bus at one point filled to the brim with teenagers, predominantly black, which gave me ample opportunity to admire the girls’ hair and work out how their very long braids that looked like thick plaited wool, were created (very short pieces of their own hair were incorporated into the false braids) and also to wonder at how the boys’ trousers stayed up when they were so far down their hips. I would have thought that fashion, seemingly beloved by boys the world wide, would have died a death a long time ago!

Christmas decoration in the city
Christmas decoration in the city
Christmas lights reflected
Christmas lights reflected

Walmart proving to be inadequate in the ‘outer wear’ department, I headed back into the city (lengthy bus ride and several stops on the metro) where I first went to buy my bus ticket for tomorrow and then set out for St Catherine’s Street and the main shopping area. In doing so, I chanced upon the Place des Artes, which I hadn’t seen before, and also several interesting murals painted on the sides of houses. The latter is certainly one thing that Montreal is not lacking in and you never know what you are going to find.

I spent quite some time hunting for the furless coat and in desperation purchased one that was more expensive and one that I wasn’t sure about but at least I will be warm! It was quite late in the day and dark by the time I had made my choice but it had the advantage that I could then admire the Christmas lights, some of which were quite beautiful as they reflected in the glass fronted buildings.

I caught the metro home, made a brief trip to the supermarket and retired to my room, quite satisfied with my day!