Quick note from Montreal: Train was 2 hours longer than usual, but I sat with Albert N. and we chatted much of thejourney. I forgot how much fun he is to talk to. His brain will go anywhere. What is it about this city in the summer that makes people so sexy? Had coffee at you-know-where on St. Viateur and ran into tons of people. Good coffee. Sarah's sundress and red flip flops. Old crushes. Everyone is so much more relaxed here. The air smells better. Too bad summer only lasts for 2 months. I don't think anyone would make better use of a temperate climate than Montrealers. They should lobby God for longer summers.
