Get out of town

Or head to Canada. Our northern town is only an hour and a half from Montreal and now that the international borders are open again, it is our go to city, for concerts, museums and good food. Even one night away shakes things up. I highly recommend it.

This was a short trip but we explored the Biopshére and Habitat 67, where we had never been before. Both were constructed for the 1967 Exposition or World’s Fair. Here’s a link to an aerial view of the Jean Drapeau Parc and the Biosphére, which was the US exhibit but now houses a museum on climate change. Alas, the museum was closed on Mondays, so we shuffled along the snowy, icy walks instead.

There was a photography exhibit by Hua Jin that fit in perfectly with the landscape.

Habitat 67 was less astounding and looking a little worn for wear. My opinion may be colored by the fact that a guard chased us off the property, while waving a slice of pizza at us.

While it looks like a jumble of blocks, the buildings are actually all symmetrical. Both sides offer a view of the River.

We found a weary traveler on our return home. This little black capped chickadee must have flown into our front door. When we got home, it was sitting there looking a little dazed. After dropping our stuff inside, I opened the door and took its photo.

Happily, the next time I checked, it had flown off. Probably taking a trip someplace to shake things up.

Mutant gloves

We spent a night in Montreal to hear the Symphony perform Petrushka. I failed to take my camera with me but our seats were awesome. We sat where the choir would normally sit in a “U” above and around the orchestra, facing Kent Nagano, the conductor. I could swear he cued ME on a couple of occasions.

It was the perfect vantage point to watch the percussionists. During one piece, one musician’s role was to break wine glasses and ceramic baking dishes in two metal garbage cans. I knew something was up when I saw him wearing protective eye ware. He even had music!

Before the show, we stopped in a military surplus store where I found these odd, two-thumbed mittens.
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I thought it was an odd way to make “one size fits all”. Until Tim pointed out the second thumb was for a trigger finger.

And here I thought they were meant for this guy.

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