What is very pleasant as discovering Montreal, after the spontaneity and the heat of its inhabitants, that is the cleanliness of its streets!!! I could not say as many some of it cities of Europe! ; -)) In addition to these major assets, Montreal enjoys a relaxing serenity. As walking us during more of three hours centers it city, between eleven hours and fifteen hours, we only heard three strokes of horns... Quiet, polite, the drivers reinforce the picture of quietude that one savors highest point!

            After the big tour of city by bus, we appreciated as it agrees to a walk by barouche, through the streets of the old city. A jaunt of one hour that permitted us to discover the cultural, architectural and tourist riches immensity, that this city is able to offer its visitors; as much as its inhabitants besides, that benefit some fully! Under way for new adventures, comfortably installed in the barouche, drawn submissively by this magnificent horse "ALBERT":

Among the curiosities, we enjoy pleasure to present you a set of statuary, the biggest building foot:

Very attached its past sound, the city of Montreal erected a certain number of statuary, memorials or buildings, that recall its history proudly:

Artfully, taking into account the climatic rigors and the vital space needs, Montreal constructed a real underground city, with a richly decorated shopping mall, spreading on several kilometers. Thanks to the subway, some inhabitants can come thus there to work and to regain their domicile in shirt sleeves, in spite of a neighboring wintry temperature of the less forty centigrade degrees...

Nothing of as a good " grub ", to get over its emotions! There, Montreal has a good restaurant pleiad of which one of them especially seduced us: " The Gargote "!! Besides the fact that it is a French, his Chief is merely Mario, the happy elected of the heart of Louisa, our Granny's girl,:

" The Gargote ": 351, Place De Youville MONTRÉAL,

            Little private conversation with regard to the taxes in the trades. Of the smallest thickest, everybody is subjugated the same rules!!! Of the invoices in good and due shape, clearly mentioning the amounts to pay for the State. The notes in the restaurants, as the one where worries Mario, are numbered and station the one that is caught red-handed of fraud! Oh I know good that the cheaters exist as Montreal... But at least, for the poor Europeans that we add, confronted the schemings and daily embezzlements, as it is relaxing to see that a State as Quebec, eve the good reputation of its values!!!

            Beyond some anecdotes, the fact is that Montreal, after the welcome, what marvels these is the details that put in inscription a constant research of the fairness. The houses for example... All equal in volume and in height... Behind their walls, can conceal themselves a head of a business as well as a person pensioner or, a family in the need. Certainly, it exists in big number, of the luxurious properties, of the more traditional apartments... But the thick majority of the population, (close to 3 megas souls), lives in this ambiance of conviviality that only our knowledge, Canada is able to offer its compatriots...

            If we had to summarize our stay Montreal, we would say merely and without no restraint, that indeed, we were on another planet!!! Of the looks the smiles, while passing by the spontaneous embraces, all is true, authentic, without the least artifice. It was necessary for us to browse these score of thousands of kilometers, to see between other, the word "ARRÊT" writes on the panels of Stop!! Long live the good old French, so humbly but fiercely forbidden by our friends of Quebec; -)) not to finish this Stroke of Heart as the other, these are the parents of Bibiche that we will put honor, because these are them that offered us this idyllic journey, the paradise of the humanity!!!

            But we cannot conclude without thanking our Granny Livette, that during nearly three weeks offered us, in addition to its love, room and board. An immense thank you as Louisa, Nicole, Suzanne (Granny's girls) and their spouses Mario, Jules and Richard, without forgetting Roro, that him, has the privilege to prolong his stay until the month of November; -)) We cannot forget either our friends and friends of Internet, that we had the pleasure to coast and to appreciate: Nicole, Paulette, Huguette, Karolle, Niko, Joanne and her spouse, Railcar, and our " Gilles pal ", the husband of Huguette, who offered us in manner of final bouquet, a transportation until the airport of Dorval... by school bus! Of which has the photo:

            The adieus were shattering. We had beautiful to tempt to play the " balaises ", more the deadline of the separation arrived, more our hearts tightened themselves. A last time our present friends, Granny in head, held to spoil us... In spite of some small grimaces of which I have the secret, I felt good that the tears began to fill the bottom of my eyes. Then alas, it was the adieus... Ever of my life, I had not felt such a grief while leaving some friends. Has this precise instant, more that with my sweet Bibiche we understood that ever probably, that wanted to say the authentic word. Torn by a same pain, everybody cried without worrying of that could watch well:

            By the porthole of the plane that brought back us on Geneva, via Paris, us tempted to see our Granny's love that we had the impression to quit... She was surrounded well, it was our skinny consolation. Because, as soon as the powerful reactors of this Airbus A 340 pulled us soil, such a curtain, the tears obstructed our looks...  to see it adorable Granny again... It is promised, your two bigs will come back you. That God protects you and eve also on our beautiful family and our friends...

            It is that, the hospitality of the Quebecois... It is that, the unrestricted love! An immense thank you in you all and you, tender friends, to have engraved melt it of our hearts the picture of an one and serene people, that of part its simplicity and its modesty, face among the biggest. In this world corrupted by the perversion, the selfishness and the hypocrisy, that it is soft to flirt with the nobility of the feelings, to which it was impossible to us to believe, before coming to snuggle up in your arms!!!

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