Traf reunion: part 2 (Montreal)

I met up with her on my short walk around the McGill campus. She has been there a long time. What was Royal Victoria College - the women's residence - is now the Music department.

She was there in my mom's days at McGill and I certainly remember her from my time there as well.

I travelled by bus to my school reunion. Coming into the city I wondered where exactly the train tracks were. Windsor Station that we came into from Lachute is now closed. The view from the bus looked quite familiar and it was along the same route.

I took the Metro from the bus terminal - now Gare Centrale - to the stop near my Bed and Breakfast accomodation. I had to cross Sherbrooke Street which was very busy.

I easily found my B&B on a side street just going up the mountain. It was an old house that had been renovated. It was quiet and quite convenient for where I wanted to be. Traf was a 10 minute walk away.

I walked around the McGill campus. Many of the buildings looked to be the same - at least from the outside. The students looked to be younger.

I also walked down to Rue Ste. Catherine to the Anglican Cathedral. The outside of the Bay looked very familar. I walked through the building which was once Eaton's. I wonder what Timothy Eaton would have thought of the new boutiques in the building.

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I walked over to Traf for the morning event. The streets were much the same and the walk up the hill on Simpson Street was just as steep as I remembered.

Actually the streets are not quite the same - as McGregor is now named Doctor Penfield. Strangely enough across the street from Traf there was an old street sign with McGregor still on it.

I walked around the area and remembered very well the boarders walks. I also remembered the restaurants we used to frequent when we were let out on our own without being supervised by a teacher. We were not supposed to cross Sherbrooke Street on our own but of course we sometimes did.

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Saturday morning I walked over to the Metro station to go back to the Gare Centrale to take my bus back to Ottawa. Stepping into the station, there was a very distinctive smell which I remembered from many years ago. Was that the smell of the rubber tires?