The blue sky enticed us out of bed with the prospect of a sunshine-filled walk. Over breakfast we pondered where we should go. We are still not too sure which national parks have good walking routes, or areas that would make a scenic wander...all this comes with recommendations from people, and time. The internet can be good, but at other times for looking up things such as this, it can be very confusing and not shed any light on where to go.
In the end we settled for a walk up Mount Royal: a walk we like doing and which had the bonus that we didn't have to drive anywhere.
The last time we had done the route was the week following Christmas, and just after there had been that huge snowstorm. It felt like a totally different walk; being able to march along on the pavement rather than having to trudge on the road because the pavement was under three feet of snow and not doing one step forward and then sliding half a step back!
On the home stretch, we just 'happened' to walk past the Fairmount bagel shop, so popped in to buy some sesame bagels for lunch. We also bought a chocolate bagel which we demolished as soon as we left the shop. When we got home, the sesame ones were still warm, which was a novelty as whenever we have bought them in the past it has been so cold outside that the oven-fresh bagels soon lost their warmth.
My laptop died last week. After much coaxing, T managed to bring it back to life, but it was very poorly and so we had to go and buy a new one on Saturday afternoon.
My old laptop has served me very well over the past three and a half years. It has helped me through moving house four times (three of those to different countries), assisted me in organising our wedding from abroad, as well as writing a complete book on it. It has seen me through living in a hotel room for two months, been my radio, TV, and phone, as well as the internet and emails for keeping up to date with the outside world. Countless flights and hotels have been booked on it, and thousand-mile road trips plotted out on it. It has worked with me in the roasting Andalucian summer and the freezing Montreal winter.
I felt very guilty replacing my old faithful with a slimmer, younger more sprightly model, but seeing as though it wasn't too keen on starting up, or if it did come into life, it then kept crashing and freezing, our partnership could no longer continue.
On a lighter - literally, in the evenings - note; the clocks moved forward an hour on Saturday night which means we are now only four hours behind the UK and five hours behind the rest of western Europe...for the next few weeks at least. The radio prepared us for this change, thankfully, so when we got up Sunday morning and our mobiles, laptops and radio were saying one time, and the cooker clock, Skype phone and watch were saying another, we were not surprised, although the forewarning did nothing to help our body clocks.
Albie thought the time change was great as it meant he got his breakfast an hour earlier!
Also in Montreal this weekend there was a new discovery: Albie came face to face with the DVD-player for the first time:
So he does what any cat would do when he or she is frightened...