

New and Old Montreal side-by-side
Everyone really does speak French in Montreal, as it's kind of a proud-Quebec thing. I'd estimate about half here speak little or no English.
Coming through customs in Canada is, without-a-doubt, one of the most uncomfortable procedures of all the countries in the world though which I've traveled. No smiles here, just a firm questions of "Do you have a place to stay and a ticket to go back?"
These days, I believe, it's far better to have a Canadian passport than a US one.
Lest to say, I'm glad I've got a US one, because many in many countries have none or have no way of getting one.
I'm very sorry to say, I've not gotten to Israel and Lebanon, two places that I've heard are fascinating. So sad it is.
But here on the other side of the world people are happy cause it's warm. They're everywhere enjoying the mild weather from the small city parks to sitting on a bench overlooking tree-lined streets.
I'm in Old Montreal, a place that, while it's not up-to-par with older European cities or the walled cities of the Greek Islands, it is charming, if not overdone.
I can remember when Canada and the United States were like sisters (or brothers) with few challenges and easy access to one another. Well, not anymore.
Seems as if Canadians don't like the war in Iraq, not too fond of the American government (which, sometimes extends to the American people, though not often).
The United States it seems would like to dictate to the Canadians how to make social policy from legalizing pot to passing pro gay marriage resolutions country-wide.
My thinking is how and why did the United States turn to pro-war and religion for everyone as part of its social policy?
And, wishing (if not praying) that the United States and Canada can once again be harmonious siblings.