Montreal: One Pastry At A Time

Here we are back in Montreal for week two of our month here. The kids and I set out three hours after I started to get Austen dressed. Because that's how long it took to negotiate getting Austen dressed today. I could have sat on him (while he made vocal impressions of an injured bald eagle) to make him comply but frankly we're on vacation and I actually don't care when we leave the house. At all.

We hit the bakery, Le Fromentier, to pick up a few quiches and a palmier and then went on to the hipster coffee shop, Lapin Presse, to pick up an iced latte for me. Parc Sir Wilfrid Laurier was full of stroller meet-ups of all kinds and we soon found a quiet corner to make sand-cakes (Austen) and eat sticks (Caelen).

We have a very relaxed remainder of this week planned before I take the kids up to Ottawa for a side trip and Joel takes off on a business trip to Boston and Anaheim.

Changi Beach Park

For my brother's last day here we hemmed and hawed over where we should go. We'd done so many hawker centres, historical landmarks and shop house lined streets in the last two weeks... not to mention parks and gardens. The beach seemed like a good break in that and a more relaxing one at that. We took the MRT from Buona Vista station to Pasir Ris way up in the North East corner of Singapore. This part of the trip took about 45 minutes. Then we hailed a cab to the Changi Village which is a little collection of HDBs and hakwer centres right in the middle of the park.