As I said Montreal is very French to the exclusion of any English. Had these signs been in France where we have driven many times, they would have been bilingual.



With spectacular cathedrals ... this being their Notre Dame on the main central square of the city proper.

And a metro station reminiscent of Paris. We took the Metro from a park and ride outside the city and it was very efficient. This particular station, however, is the only one that looks like its Paris counterpart.

Then we sat down for a bite at one of the many restaurants in the heart of the old city.

As we have become fond of poutine (some sort of gravy and cheese curd mixture over fries) we munched at this place which is supposed to have started the trend in the 1950's, the Montreal Poutine Resto-Bar.

Below is Jo-Anne as we staked out our corner table with the street view. Weather was a gray 75 and threatening rain. Very New Orleans flavor.

Lunch below was carmelized onions and mushrooms with gravy over cheese curd and fries to the left and brie coated with pistachios and a salad to the right all for about $45.

All washed down with a very nice local dark beer and a California syrah.

Which we obviously hated ... as Jo spears the last cheese curd ...

Then walking back to the Metro station an artists alley ...

And more typical walking mall scenes all filled with flowers and vendors.

Of course you always must ensure that your "circulation is fluide" because I think that if your circulation were to become solid it would not be a good thing ...