A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP
When I moved to Montreal, we were sleeping on Adam's old mattress. A full size mattress. Do you know how hard it is for two people and a cat to share a full size bed? This ten year old mattress (purchased for $80!) had many pokey springs that were prodding us awake every night. We toughed it out for a couple of months, but that mattress had long out lived its life expectancy, and it was clearly time for an upgrade.
In October, we had decided that we would splurge and purchase a comfy new mattress for Christmas. After checking out several options with the help of a very good salesman, Christmas came early and we purchased a new mattress. There is plenty of room for all of us (Adam, Charlie, and myself) to spread out on our new queen bed, but we may have gone from one extreme to another. The new mattress has a six inch pillow top! My feet don't even come close to touching the ground when I sit on the edge of our bed, but I guarantee there will be no pokey springs ever getting through that mattress.
| Charlie approves of the new grey bedding... he now blends in with his surroundings. |
HOLIDAY ROAD
After settling the bedding debate, we really needed a vacation. Not only did we leave Montreal, but we ditched the entire province of Quebec to meet up with Adam's side of the family in Ontario. This was very exciting for several reasons. First, I had never been to any other part of Canada, other than Montreal. Second, I really truly love the city of Montreal, but my French needs a lot of work. Being able to spend some time in a place where everyone primarily speaks English, with all the signs/menus/directions in English, can only be described as a true vacation for my stressed out / French confused brain. And finally, Adam's family is awesome so getting to spend time with my in-laws is always something to look forward to.
We took a train from Montreal to Toronto, and enjoyed the very scenic view of the country side and Lake Ontario along the way. In all it was a very easy, stress-free way to travel and we really didn't mind the six hour ride. Once we arrived in Toronto, we were lucky enough to be staying at the 4-star accommodations of Uncle John's house where we were joined by Adam's parents, his brother Andy, and sister-in-law Heather.
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| Andrew and Adam bonding with their cousin Nicholas. |
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| We spent some time exploring a park while we were in Sarnia. Of course, coming across a cannon like this warrants a group photo! |
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| The Alim family in front of their first home. The neighbors considered our photo-op to be suspicious, and we had Sarnia's finest watching over the rest of our visit in the neighborhood. |
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| On a trolley tour of downtown Toronto. It was pretty chilly so this was the best way for us to see the city. We cannot wait to go back in warmer weather to explore more! |
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| A picture of me in on the Canadian border in Sarnia, while the United States taunts me from across the St. Clair River. So close, yet so far away! |
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| My favorite sign at Niagara Falls. |
SNOW BUNNIES
My parents drove up from Illinois bearing ski equipment and gifts from the homeland (Claussen Pickles and Cheezits!). We jumped in the car with them and drove a few more hours to Mont Tremblant, where the skiing was fantastic. Adam had not skied in at least fifteen years, so we took it easy the first run down. He had no problem getting back into it and was even taking on some black diamond runs by the end of the day.
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| Here we are, snow-suited-up, riding up the mountain on a frost covered gondola. For most of the trip, Adam pretended he was in a James Bond movie. |
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| My parents, riding up on the gondola. I could be mistaken, but I don't believe they pretended to be in a James Bond movie during any part of our trip. ;) |
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| Thick fog took over the mountain top towards the end of our first day, keeping it interesting. |
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| Adam showing off his skills on the ice. My moves were less graceful... but I know I would have been better had a Zamboni been there to clean up the ice. |
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| Exploring the night light in Mont Tremblant, Adam and I opted for a pint at the local brewery... hence the happy smiles. |
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CAR RIDES
While we were out of town, Rook went on a little vacation of his own and stayed with his bulldog family and Isabelle, the breeder. He spent his time running around in a huge backyard and playing with the other bullies, so we know he had a great time. He is such a happy pup, Isabelle even received a few offers from families wanting to take him home rather than waiting for new puppies to be born. Luckily she saved the little rascal for us, and our happy, wiggly puppy was very excited to see us.
This was the first time Rook was meeting my parents, but he wasted no time being shy. He jumped right up in front with his grandparents and gave them lots of licks. He spent the first half of the ride jumping from lap to lap making sure everyone got some direct attention, but finally settled on the console between the front seats so he could love on everybody at once.
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| Rook took advantage of every stoplight to get some scratches from the driver... there may have been a few occasions when he just couldn't wait for a red light. |
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| My mom received a lot of Rook's love and attention on the car ride back to our apartment. Rook LOVES his grandparents! |
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| Showing his love for the people in the back. |
WINTER ON THE MOUNTAIN
My parents spent a day in Montreal before heading back to the states. When they weren't driving us around to pick up our puppy, I made sure they explored the mountain with me (of course!). I had not been to the mountain since this past Fall, when my brother was in town, so I was excited to experience the winterized version. Hiking up the mountain is a lot tougher in the winter with all that snow slowing you down. But the views are still worth it.
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| A view through the ice and snow covered trees as we trekked up the stairs to the top of the mountain. It was beautiful walking in this winter wonderland. |
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| A frosty view of downtown Montreal as the snow continues to cover the city. It was the first major snow fall of the season. About 25cm of snow fell in three days. |
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| My dad got a few pictures with his "old-timey" camera. |
IGLOOFEST
There is always a party going on in Montreal. Montrealers don't let things like snow or below freezing temperatures get in the way of having a good time. Hence, Igloofest, an outdoor music festival held in Vieux-Port, drawing crowds of tens of thousands every weekend in January. Adam's co-worker (and fellow Chicagoan!) was DJing a set, so we were happy to support. We had an amazing time toasting marshmallows and dancing to the beats while staying warm in our snowsuits.
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| Adam takes his marshmallows charred, not toasted. |
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| Snow suits keep you warm in these arctic temperatures. A shot of Jagermeister can help too! |
One thing Igloofest helped us realize... we are OLD.
After a couple of hours of taking in the festivities we were ready to head home and snuggle in on the sofa to watch some James Bond (one of the many series we are working our way through at the moment). On our walk back to the metro we passed by all the young, hip kids who were just starting their night at Igloofest. C'est la vie! We may have been there for the early bird special, but we enjoyed every minute of it!

























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