There’s just something about Montreal that captures my heart time and again.  Maybe it’s the je ne sais quoi of the city, and the joie de vivre (count on me for clichés!).  I love visiting my parents’ old haunts, the view from the mountain, the street parties and the discothèques, the cosmopolitan vibe, the established Mtl classics and finding new favourites.This weekend we were in Montreal to help move my Vancouverite cousin in at McGill (I’m so excited for her — have fun C!), and though there were some nerves about the big move we had a lot of fun in the city.Montreal seemed to be bursting with colour — the sun joined us all weekend, and the arts scene was hoppin’! Touted as utterly breathtaking, Chihuly’s work at the MBA lived up to the hype. Right next to the gallery was a street full of poppies (inspired by Monet, no less).

 A beautiful Grace Kelly exhibit left me dreaming about extravagant costume balls.  And right next to the McCord Museum the Urban Forest was lovely on a late summer’s weekend.

It was a blur of campus wanderings, museum dates, chocolate breaks, and family karaoke. I’m ready to go back…à bientôt! Hope you all had wonderful weekends!xo