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| - It seems like a world away and forever ago, but I experienced the Old Port during the middle of winter. Yep, *that* winter. Luckily, during my time there, the city was experiencing a heat wave of near forty-degree temps. I'm not being a smart-a$$. This past winter was brutal. 40 was warm. Being a long-time Chicagoan, the temps didn't bother me in the least. I'd heard about the Old Port and I wanted to have at it.
Like most cities that are built for the cold, Montreal was able to showcase the best of the Old Port without batting an eye. I was absolutely charmed by the cobblestone, bridges, light shows, installations, skating rink, and music. The entire port area was filled with people taking pictures, going on walks, sight seeing, and taking in the fun of a winter wonderland. Walking along the frozen water, I spent a lot of time lost in thought and appreciating the stillness. Yep, despite the kids shrieking (in a good way) at the skating rink and the 'thoom thoom thoom' of the bass as the electronica played on, the quiet beauty of the environment fully enveloped me and I walked through the waterways to attempt to take it all in.
With plenty of shops nearby, hot chocolate at the ready and Old Montreal waiting to welcome you, the Old Port gladly gives a taste of Old World life in North America. Living in Miami and coming to this part of Montreal, I felt as though I had time traveled. This is a good thing. It's a very good thing.
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