If there is a Canadian city more beautiful and vibrant than Montreal in the summer, I can’t imagine where it is. The heat. The noise of the city. The sheet lightning at night. I often wonder why I moved away to BC with its odd pastural landscapes.
Sometimes I wish I could time travel so I could explore BC… then set a reminder to return to Montreal for more than a few days every decade or so. Everything happens for a reason. Clearly I left Montreal for a reason. Who knows who or what I would have become had I stayed.
Counting my blessings.