4 days, 4 girls, 1 studio apartment, 1 shuttle bus ride down, 1 rented car ride back, and the novelty of buying alcohol everywhere never running out!

Montreal was great.

We might have been scammed by the shuttle bus on the way down. But, that wasn't enough to dampen our spirits, or the cackles from Jax and Tara consistantly eminating from the rear of the van. "PEPPERMINT AEREOLAS! AHAHAHAHAHA"

What!?
Excuse me while I slide down my seat in embarrassment.

Finally we arrive at Atwater Metro, across the street is a MacDonalds, and I immediately purchase Un Trio #9 - Le McPoulet! Le McDelicious!

We grab a cab, speak some broken French, roll up to our Hotel and have our cabbie not want to let us out.

The neighborhood is sketchy. Eh, not a crack whore in site! Except for this photo of Jax being a giant geek on the bed. How sketch is this really? Prostitutes? Please! At least they are employed! The suite was great, clean, big, with a kitchen and regardless of whether or not the toilet screamed when it was flushed, we could crawl out the window and have an oh so chic rooftop patio to sun ourselves on, so it all balanced out.
When you're each paying $20 a night there is little you can complain about!

And, next door to the Contemporary Art Museum AND ST. HUBERT!

Mmmmmm grand Poutine!

Now it's food, fun and frivolity as we cruise the city. However, everywhere that we go people stare and ask "You're not from around here are you?" and we didn't care. We got free drinks, great treatment and even though Tara and Jax disappeared until the wee hours of the A.M. we still got some shopping squeezed in the next day just before meeting up with Julie for some dinner.

Julie looked great! She's the president of LaJulie.ca a nutrition councilling website and service. She's charismatic, charming and my oh so belle friend since high school... 10 years now! When my Toronto girls met my Montreal sister, it was instamatic love so she's the new Satellite Bitch holding down the MTL Hood.

Dessert comes, a fudge cake with a sparkler on top, refrains of Happy Birthday filled our booth, while we all scrambled to grab our cameras I automatically play with the sparks... Why don't they burn?!?

End of the trip included a carriage ride on the day of the Dawson Disaster. The city was still moving but the air was sad. Refrains of "Not Again" echoed around the city and tv's were turned on while shocked Montrealers watched waiting to hear details.

Last day, we shopped.
I bought a little winter bomber jacket, oh so cute.
Jax got some sexy jeans.
We picked up a rental car, cheaper and more convenient then the lame ass shuttle bus we took down. 4 people & 1 1 way rental = $35 each, unlimited stops, snacks and we can be as loud as we want!

It doesn't matter, Little Miss Sarah will sleep through it!

More to come... more photos. more outtakes. more stories.