Little glimpses. I had my first class today, magazine writing, and it was interesting. Most of my fellow students answered 'Cosmpolitan' when asked what magazine we'd read recently. Aha.
We have an Elvis in our kitchen, and roomies Sophie and Victoria showered him with kisses sometime between Saturday and Sunday.
We had a small houseparty on Saturday, and Sophie and Maxime showed everyone how to dance the swing...
Plateau graffiti.
This is where we went for beers the first night in Montréal. Not necessarily a place I'll frequent a lot although it was funny to watch people play games at the machines as well as watching a heart felt documentary on an American football player....
Montréal bikes have it hard.
My local coffee dealer is a block away and is Greek...
I felt bad sneak-photographing this guy, but I love them. My hood is the Jewish quarter and I'm utterly fascinated by the black-clad men with their huge hats (they wrap them in plastic when it snows).
Je l'adore!
2 comments:
Haha, plastikindpakkede hatte. Hvor er det en fin og praktisk løsning.
Emma: Det er intet mindre end genialt, man må elske dem for det :)
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