This weekend I spent less than 24 hours in Montreal with my girlfriends. That is a very long drive for a beer, OK, a lot of beer. The next time “the girls” want to sit for hours and drink beer and eat greasy food at an Irish pub and sleep in the same room sharing beds I can recommend a local bar and hotel. Or better yet, let’s just stick with happy hours.
But, oh la la, I still do love that city. Being there, if only briefly, made me want to return even more. And with winter specials running through May there are good deals to be had in the spring. Interesting, my birthday is in the spring. Hint, hint, wink, wink to Tom.