- Montréal – Day 4, Tuesday
- Weather: 72 degrees, clear sky
Street art…




Street art…




It was my second visit to Montréal Botanic Garden, the first being in fall 2019. The summer flowers were prolific. Irises, poenies, and roses of every color. Surprisingly the vegetable garden had all the varieties grown at Monticello in Virginia 700 miles to the south.







Double time to do double museums. The McCord Museum was a gem. Indigenous peoples’ and Alexander Henderson’s photograph exhibits were absorbing. Montréal Museum of Fine Art also had a superlative Indigenous peoples collection. Whale vertebrates with rich texture were used as the medium for some carvings. By afternoon, I was overwhelmed by too much visual stimulation. Eyes that become satiated stop seeing.







The closer you got, the more the earth shook. People packed together partied in the streets at Place des Arts for the week long gratis concert. Flicking cigarette lighters in appreciation was passé. Bright cell phone flashlights showed appreciation and gave the appearance of stars fallen to Earth.





Saint Joseph’s Oratory of Mount Royal was massive overlooking the city. It was crawling with tourists clicking pictures and buying souvenirs. They scurried, posed, clicked as though they were bees swarming a nest.




Our support crew really left me with a greater sense of accomplishment and a full heart.





Small detail. No entrance by foot to Saint Joseph’s Oratory because of a massive construction project. Having walked every step of the way, was I willing to ride the shuttle bus to the church? No.
Change of mind set. If I was comfortable riding ferries along the Camino, than this unexpected twist should not diminish from my accomplishment. Mask up and take a seat on the shuttle and ride to the top.
Family and friends gave us a royal welcome. A perfect acknowledgment to our Camino.





PS…Elise was part of our celebration in spirit. Unfortunately, she was unable to finish the Camino with us.
Crosses…



Last bridge crossing to Montréal Island. Finally our destination Saint Joseph’s Oratory was on the horizon.




McGill University rented dormitory suites during the summer. Our two bedroom with sitting room suite seemed like the Taj after twelve days sleeping on air mattresses. Instead of climbing stairs, we took the elevator to the twelfth floor.





