I like Montreal. We are given a tour of the city that includes a subway station and a bagel shop. Not terribly impressive you might say but the guide and everyone associated were so glowingly proud of their city that I revelled in their joy.
Even though they were showing us churches built in 1830, rather than 12th century cathedrals; taking us to bagel shops rather than art galleries, subway stations rather than Roman ruins, I just like folks who exude happiness rather than languor. Yay Montreal!
Bebo and I go to a bar called Vices et Versa. Go there. It has 30 locally brewed varieties of beer, the staff and clientele extrude joie de vivre even though they speak French. http://www.vicesetversa.com/ We go there because there are lots of Québécois playing Québécois music on fiddles and accordions. It is wild. I play Irish music but it has always been Irish music played in France, Switzerland, Japan. This was the real thing, Québécois music played in Québéc.
We drink Boson de Higgs beer, listen to the people play 150 reels perfectly with rhythm, bounce and happiness.
This is one of the best rock videos ever. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYYotVPXcFE