Were you bored to shit after reading my Montreal Vacation: Part 1 post yesterday? Then you’re crap outa luck!
Cuz here’s part 2. Bam! In the face!
Between Part 1 and Part 2, my arm grew back. BUT NOT FOR LONG! Because this paper tiger bit it the fuck off again. Montreal was not a lucky place for arms, lemme tell ya.
Wondering where I managed to find a big paper tiger? It was at the Montreal Botanical Gardens Chinese Lantern exhibit. This is the 19th edition of The Magic of Lanterns at the Chinese Garden. This year’s theme pays tribute to China’s first Emperor, Qin Shi Huangdi and his impressive cavalry.
The Chinese architecture is beeeeeeutiful!
This banzai tree (part of the banzai garden in the Japanese Garden) is 270 years old!
That’s almost twice as old as Polt! Holy CRAP that’s old!
After the Botanical Gardens, Mr. Sombrero and I went to the Montreal Insectarium.
Here’s a photo of two beetles do’n it.
People eat that? Eww! Gross!
… I was talking about the chocolate …
Cuz I’m an ultra vegetarian. Right … I was talking about the chocolate.
The next day we took a day trip to Quebec City. It’s a wonder we made it there, because I have no idea what the hell a white line next to a stop light means.
Old Quebec City is the only walled city in North America and is is the capital of the Canadian province of Quebec.
The city’s most famous landmark is the Château Frontenac, a hotel which dominates the skyline.
Here I am, standing in front of it and looking like a dumbass.
And here I am pretending that I’m looking at something exciting.
Here’s the two of us pretending that we’re cute.*
Here’s a sign that discourages Michael Jackson from tossing his baby over a ledge.
The next day we explored more of Montreal’s parks, tourist traps and strip clubs. Here’s a friendly white squirrel that I found at a La Fontaine Park.
Montreal is a very clean city — thanks to these amazing Gonzo-nosed golf cart vacuums.
Mr. Sombrero sampled some of the local artisan ice cream in a homemade cone.
Is this NOT the cutest photo you’ve EVER seen??
And then we went home to the boring United States of America. Within 3 days, we both came down with upper respiratory infections. Woohoo!
*We don’t actually have to pretend — we know that we’re cute.