Our last day in Montreal, we finally had a stroll round the old part of the city we had heard so much about.
On our last Sunday in Montreal we found out they have a giant chill-party in the park every single week
On another little guided stroll by our mega host Cath, to a beautiful park with an unexpected fountain.
Mincing around the streets of Montreal on a walk down hipster filled Westmond street.
This wasn’t the best first experience of a hostel, but we had a laugh, and made the best of it doing our own thing.
The first proper day in Montreal. This city didn’t strike my right away, but I soon found out how amazing it is.