Enfin a Montreal...
Enfin a Montreal et enfin a livejournal. The day is beautiful and Beth and I are going to picnic at the parc with wine, cheese, and coconut yogourt. Last night we walked down traintracks to Pat Connelly's artshow in an old warehouse where we watched old Japanese women perform their choreographed dance in attempts to dine in Russia. Vive le Quebec, vive le Quebec Libre! (de Guelle de France).