la belle province ... literally.

vic and i dug into a classic belle province poutine yesterday, and it was everything we'd been dreaming about since we moved away last year.

jealous!?

finally being in montreal again was wonderful and weird. when i drove through ndg to get to saturday's poker party at nancy's, i drove past our last apartment and the bakery i used to visit every week for a delicious challah, i didn't feel as nostalgic as i thought i would. perhaps it's because i haven't been away long enough, or because i'm happy where i am right now... or it could be because i'm a cold fish.

i usually am insensitive about this kinda stuff. i don't tend to miss things much and can easily say goodbye to people, places, and things. i like to think that's a good thing, but sometimes i wish i could recall memories with a sharp feeling or some such other movie-like moment.

as for the rest of the trip... we had a quiet, relaxing time. unfortunately i didn't make it downtown. besides poker, we stayed with vic's family the rest of our time there. although it was nice, i think the ride back was actually the best part. we took the scenic route and made many stops along the 2 ... for coffee and photos. (those pics are coming as soon as i have time to organize them.)

sweet dreams.

m.