Never before was finding the right access to a city so important as in Montreal. Chose anything but St. Catherine street, and you are utterly lost in a maze of business buildings as charming as Londons banking district or La Defense in Paris - no beauty, no cries, no miracles.
Cycling through montreal helps a lot though, you get quicker from place to place and can discover the wonderful cycling infrastructure (absolutely visit "Mason des Cyclistes" (http://www.velo.qc.ca/fr/index.lasso?sm=m&page=maison) . One thing remains valid though: things seem to be concentrated in certain streets. Plenty of bars in Crescent street, another street packed with bars in the Latin Quarter - and next to these streets or in parallel streets not much to discover.
Most noteworthy: even in the middle of the week, eating places are packed with people, one likes to eat out and to enjoy the evenings. There is certainly an atmosphere, a certain spirit. But somehow I expected miracle...
PS: Saw "Le gendarm de St. Tropez" last night on the central cultual square of Montreal, a kind of equivalent to the Berlin Kulturforum. It was a free screening under the stars as part of the Montreal film festival (http://www.ffm-montreal.org/fr_index.html). Very good laugh!
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