It was time to say Au Revoir to Quebec City and Bonjoir to Montreal. It also marked the final long-haul train journey of the trip which are low-key some of my favourite parts. We checked into our last Air BnB too, we got the heads up yesterday that the room was on the 21st floor... And it was indeed on the 21st floor! Our balcony overlooked the city and all the promise it holds.
But before we could explore, we had an appointment to keep with an ice hockey game. Riding the metro to the stadium it dawned on Rebecca and me that nether of us had been to a proper sports game before. It was a hell of a thing climbing the steps and finding our seats amidst a huge arena to see a huge ice rink and a couple thousand fans all ready to watch their home team defend their turf. Rebecca and I watched a YouTube video only last night to learn an abridged version of the rules, but 20 minutes in as I ate poutine and Timbits™ while washing it down with a light beer, ice hockey became second nature. We had an absolutely tremendous time cheering on the Rockets. There was impromptu Mexican waves while fisticuffs occured out on the ice, then whenever the home team scored the cheers could have woken the dead. Our game went into overtime after a tense back and forth but we conceeded the last goal and all the hype burst in an instant. Pity we didn't win, but it was riotous fun.
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