montreal...

we arrived in montreal thursday around 1pm. checked into the intercontinental hotel. (i should have been all pioneer woman and token pictures of our hotel room. our ONE hotel room. where maxx would have to sleep in a chair. but he slept just fine in that chair. the promo for our hotel says "an experience that can be summed up in one word: sexytude". i don't think that means your whole family in one room and your teenage boy sleeping in a chair. not even in french.)

we started exploring that afternoon (and looking for food. we were STARVING.) i was surprised at how european montreal seemed. it was almost like visiting france. except most everyone spoke english as well as french. and when they saw us coming they quickly switched to english. hmmmm, do i not look french enough? i thought i looked french-ish. i should have been exuding "sexytude" since my hotel summed up my experience with that one word...

it is a beautiful city. brick streets. lots of old market areas and then a really downtown feel almost like new york in some areas. of course, millie found the shopping area very quickly. she has a knack for that. if only "shopping" was a major in college. she exudes shoppytude...

we ate crepes (or course), fish and chips (it was like a trip to england!), and even had a full on pirate dinner at le caberat du roy (rosalea said it was "the most fun i ever had at dinner.") the kids were able to play card games with the pirate during dinner. of course, being that they were pirates, the total bill raped and pillaged our wallets. arrrgh. one of the dishes served at the restaurant was ox cheek. the menu described it as "soft and tender as a young girl's bum". i didn't order it to check the accuracy of that statement. i stuck with the salmon.

we had thursday afternoon and all day friday in montreal. then saturday morning we boarded the boat EARLY since we were with the "michael w. smith cruise staff and artists" for the cruise. oh, i loved being with the "staff and artists" group! i tried not to lord it over the little people...