I would not have guessed, either. Montreal subway, McGill stop, I think.
A brief trip, cut short by the common cold. We went to the Jean-Talon market. September's abundance triggered appreciation of plenty before approaching scarcity. My chromosomes tell me that winter is coming. Stray tendrils of thought - will I look back on this in some post-apocalyptic life, and remember what was possible? We would have loved to take some of this home, but US Customs would have not been pleased with us.
Premature homecoming was not a bad thing. The virus scurried off without infecting others. I had a chance to block And So Are You. Three days to dry! Must track down the elusive male photographer for modeled shots.