The guy in the apartment below mine is playing guitar, and my hair isn't quite dry yet from my morning shower. It's everyday-life here now, and it's good. I'm still ever curious: leaving my front door every day is an adventure, and I'm fascinated by the small details; how Montrealers queue for the bus (yes, they do!), how cars only have license plates in the back, how schoolbuses drive up and down my street even late at night..... I'm on my way out to do my first interview for school, and it's Friday. I expect wine later. Have a good one!