The drive to Montreal from New Hampshire was beautiful and as soon as we crossed the border into Canada I expected to feel like I was home. It did NOT feel like my Canada though, it was like a different country, mostly because I couldn't read any of the signage or anything. I practiced my french by reading every single sign aloud as we passed. The boys put a stop to that really quick though. Our first stop was Ben's grandparents, who live right on St. Lawrence river, they took us to Smoked Meat Pete's and we had a delicious traditional Quebecian (?) smoked meat meal-it was amazing! It was great to see them and catch up as well.
We were staying at Ben's other grandma's house in Laval and that night we played with aunts and uncles and cousins and I doubled my french vocabulary which wasn't hard when all I can say is Pen and how old are you? I wish I could speak it so bad.
The next day Ben's uncle took us to "Old Montreal", we walked the pier and the cobblestone streets, went into all the little tourist shops and of course ate poutine! For all of you who don't know what poutine is-you're missing out. It is a Canadian delicacy that involves french fries and cheese curds smothered in gravy and then whatever toppings you like. It may look and sound gross but it is beyond delicious!
The rest of the time was spent with Ben's family and we drove back the next day to New Hampshire. Montreal was so great, besides the fact that there are no refills on pop anywhere (this was mind blowing to Ben) I loved seeing the other side of Canada and where my husband was born and partly raised but mostly it was so great seeing Ben's family who we don't get to see very often.