We took a little break from New York and headed up North. We passed throught Montreal and headed up towards some mountains.
It rained all the way up, the skies beginning to clear after we left the city. When we got to our chalet, the snow was already beginning to melt
Nothing was budding, but there were shoots of bright red branches coming out.
In New York snow collects black soot. In Quebec it collects dirt and twigs.
And in Montreal it had a strange scattering of colors.
The people are so nice, it is incredibly soothing. Everything is cute and colorful
Even the delis
And the grafitti
Well this mural in Mont Tremblant is sort of an exception to the cute and colorful rule
I am not sure what the mural is about, perhaps a depiction of a church run orphanage? Everyone has kind of dead eyes staring straight out at the viewer. The two priests on the end are pushing their feet below the rail as if they are about to crawl out of the painting. the black dots on some of the foreheads looking like bullet holes add to the creepy zombie movie vibe.
The stone totem in front of McDonald's was intriguing. I saw other totems like this and I am not sure what it is all about. They actually tended to appear in the more plastic areas.
It was great to be in a place that was so strange and familiar at the same time. But the best part of leaving New York is coming back.
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