The View From Up Here.

We had the noblest intentions of walking up Mont Royal to watch the sun set but, perhaps wisely, we caught a bus up the mountain instead. At the top, the sun was just setting, casting an amazing pink light over the city.

Picnic-ing at the top of Mont Royal and watching the city turn into a landscape of twinkling lights was the perfect end to the day. Who'd want to be anywhere else? The walk back down the mountain was, frankly, terrifying due to a complete lack of lights [I'm talking no lights at all], but Emma and I held our own against the scary darkness and made it to the plateau in one piece. Maybe one day when it's less hot and humid, I'll scale the mountain.
xx