So on Labor day weekend, Peter and I, went to Montreal for his step-sisters wedding reception. Being the first
place that i have needed a passport to travel too it was definitely different. I guess
mainly because Montreal was part of France at one time EVERYTHING is written in french so weird, it felt like a completely different place. It was a weekend filled with drunken debauchery, not enough sleep, being a tourist, and plenty of adventure. and here are some pictures that we took too. yay! 
