The day is upon us
Today, I had a tremendously productive lunchtime. (Unfortunately, the same cannot be said about my non-lunch time). Look at the newest addition to my desk:
GO DEUTSCHLAAAAANNNDD!!!!!!!!
I also got this to use both as a gym bag (if I ever make it to the gym, that is) and as luggage for short trips, such as the one I'm taking in approximately...hm, 10 hours. Oh yeah, I'm going to NYC tonight to visit aeroport_li and bum around the Big Apple. Am I super pumped? Hell yeah. Have I packed yet? Hell no.
Speaking of New York, the weather in Montreal has finally shifted into summer mode. And by summer mode, I mean stifling hot and ultra humid. Because, see, Montreal only has two weather during the months of summer: it's either cold, windy and oddly reminiscent of November; if not, it's a freaking heat wave. Eurgh. Thank goodness for air conditioning and cold beverages!
The most precious moments in a Montreal summer is those in-between days where it's just warm and sunny enough without being sticky and humid. We were lucky enough to have such a day this past Sunday, and sure enough, one of my friends had organized a picnic to sort of celebrate her birthday and get all of us together to catch up.
Location: Lac aux Castors, on top of the Mont-Royal. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing and it was just a beautiful, beautiful day to lie under the shade and do absolutely nothing.
There were quite a few people enjoying the weather out, but overall it wasn`t as crowded as it is wont to get on the rare nice summer days.
We each brought some food and enjoyed a very healthy picnic of salad, corn cobs, sausages and fruits dipped in chocolate syrup.
There is nothing more relaxing that to spend the day lying and eating on a big plastic tarp and hanging out with your old high school friends.
Some people went for a pedalo ride afterwards, other sunbathed on the sun-filled hillside. I just stayed under the shade, mindful of my stupid allergy, and did nothing. Absolutely nothing. For a whole afternoon. It was glorious.
In truth, the water is barely two feet deep, the entire so-called lake entirely artificial and one can almost hear the roar of traffic from the park, but for an urbanite such a myself (who also happens to be allergic of 90% of the "real" nature out there), it's as close to the great outdoors as I'll ever get. (Well, barring all that tree-zipping I've done in the last year. But you know, for the rest of the time. Can you tell that I'm not a very outdoorsy person?)
Okay, 9 hours and a half until I leave. AND 30 MINUTES UNTIL THE GAME. *flaily fails*
GO DEUTSCHLAAAAANNNDD!!!!!!!!
I also got this to use both as a gym bag (if I ever make it to the gym, that is) and as luggage for short trips, such as the one I'm taking in approximately...hm, 10 hours. Oh yeah, I'm going to NYC tonight to visit aeroport_li and bum around the Big Apple. Am I super pumped? Hell yeah. Have I packed yet? Hell no.
Speaking of New York, the weather in Montreal has finally shifted into summer mode. And by summer mode, I mean stifling hot and ultra humid. Because, see, Montreal only has two weather during the months of summer: it's either cold, windy and oddly reminiscent of November; if not, it's a freaking heat wave. Eurgh. Thank goodness for air conditioning and cold beverages!
The most precious moments in a Montreal summer is those in-between days where it's just warm and sunny enough without being sticky and humid. We were lucky enough to have such a day this past Sunday, and sure enough, one of my friends had organized a picnic to sort of celebrate her birthday and get all of us together to catch up.
Location: Lac aux Castors, on top of the Mont-Royal. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing and it was just a beautiful, beautiful day to lie under the shade and do absolutely nothing.
There were quite a few people enjoying the weather out, but overall it wasn`t as crowded as it is wont to get on the rare nice summer days.
We each brought some food and enjoyed a very healthy picnic of salad, corn cobs, sausages and fruits dipped in chocolate syrup.
There is nothing more relaxing that to spend the day lying and eating on a big plastic tarp and hanging out with your old high school friends.
Some people went for a pedalo ride afterwards, other sunbathed on the sun-filled hillside. I just stayed under the shade, mindful of my stupid allergy, and did nothing. Absolutely nothing. For a whole afternoon. It was glorious.
In truth, the water is barely two feet deep, the entire so-called lake entirely artificial and one can almost hear the roar of traffic from the park, but for an urbanite such a myself (who also happens to be allergic of 90% of the "real" nature out there), it's as close to the great outdoors as I'll ever get. (Well, barring all that tree-zipping I've done in the last year. But you know, for the rest of the time. Can you tell that I'm not a very outdoorsy person?)
Okay, 9 hours and a half until I leave. AND 30 MINUTES UNTIL THE GAME. *flaily fails*