Made it to Montreal only two hours late (plane had mechanical problems at previous origin point).
Our hotel has goldfish! In a giant pond with little bridges you can walk on!
C. and I looked at lots of architecture then spent a really long time at the Basilica of Notre Dame wandering around and admiring it while listening to a rehearsal of the National Youth Orchestra of Canada. It’s full of dark, carved and painted wood, richly colored stained glass, and lit candles in rainbow colors. I took lots and lots of pictures; I found the WWI memorial tablet. We also spent a while in the chapel, which after a 1978 fire was redone as a mix of the remaining woodwork and modern sculpture. It was all light woods, and full of light.
After an afternoon snack of tea and tarte au citron for me, coffee and a tiramisu-like thing for C., we tramped back to our hotel and soaked for a while in the whirlpool. We’re about to go get dinner, after C. finishes reading all the recommendations. We’d also like to at least have a drink at the Hotel Place D’Armes, because it has a rooftop bar. It’s next to the oldest skyscraper in Montreal, which is made of brownstone and looks a little like The Bourse in Philadelphia, except it has a cool clock. Next to that is a building whose name I’ve temporarily forgotten, but it’s Art Deco and looks scarily like the Empire State Building except much, much shorter.