Montreal, Quebec
I arrived in Montréal after a better than expected night's sleep on the Megabus but found myself at the hostel at 7.30 before the doors were even open, let alone was I able to wait for the 3pm check in. So I got myself a Croque Martin from the café over the street and in doing so completely wussed out of my first opportunity to speak any French. After an hour and a half of trying in vein to decipher a French newspaper I headed over and checked in.
The first th...