montreal was: erica, greyhound, chinese food (moon something), sleep, customs, ilya, floormates, wine, music, talk, camera, winter jackets, scarves, sweaters, gloves, spandex, freezing cold, cabs, jessica zhang and roommate, breakfast crepes, nighttime hot chocolate and muffins, underground malls, aborted ice skating trip, empty parking lots by the river, snow, ice, cathedral, buildings, pizza delivery, trip to unionized alcohol store, alcohol galore, purchases, vodka (of course), issues of appropriate dress, bar and live music, passing out (just about), casino, gambling, bright eyes concert, conor oberst, 5334 Gaspe?, afterparty, 100-sided die, loft, weed, beer, conor up close and personal (ha), "indie scene," coco rosie live and weird and marvelous, exhilaration, exhaustion, the first 20 mins of team america on repeat, cancelled greyhound, not enough sleep, ilya's dorm room floor, greyhound again, sleep again, chinese food again, blinking traffic lights, deserted streets, a city covered in silent snow, a midnight walk, beautiful.
god, everything is so wonderful when you're young, isn't it?