Posted by: Brie | June 29, 2011


I’ve landed, ladies, in the city of the scrumptious.  From food to fine art to friendly folk I am walking the streets alive to the magic of this city.  I’ve come home to write a book and the surrounds inspire endlessly.  I steal up Mont Royale for sunset views to find tears streaming down my cheeks at an artist’s rendering of Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah.   I seek solace in an Old Montreal yoga studio whose walls hold history and practice intimately.  I eat french fries at midnight.  I write my heart out long into the city’s humid nights. Festivals and fountains abound.  There is no place like it in all the world.

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