By Saturday we had enough courage to travel a little farther via the Metro, so we headed north to the Olympic Park and Botanical Gardens.
The 1976 Summer Olympics were held in Montreal. Obviously someone forgot to keep the stadium in repair.
Atop the torch was a little flame, that had fallen over; alas he had lost his spark.
Just 1.5K up the road are the Botanical Gardens
They are separated into sections: China, Japan and First Nations (aka Native Canadians)
Both SmithCale and I agreed that the Chinese gardens were our favorite.
We were drawn in by the colors, characters and charm.
Mark one off for SmithCale's bucket list.
Lotus flower!
These were found in the Japanese section and are known to be popular is most Japanese gardens.
There was also a little bonsai (is there any other kind of bonsai?) section. This tree is 270 years old!
I couldn't get over all the history it had lived through, but SmithCale made an excellent point; Not only had it survived through all those events, but it's far more fascinating to know someone had to continually take care of it!
Quick trip through the child-filled insectarium
*Unpictured trip back to the Atwater Market for artisan bread, cheese and Quebec smoked meat lunch*
*Also an unpictured nap*
Finished up our last meal in Montreal on Crescent Street
AAA Beef with roasted red pepper, grilled zucchini, portobello mushroom and top with baba ghanoush! (<--SmithCale said mine was better, and eggplants are in season. You should make some!)
Au revoir, Montreal! (and sweaters until November)
Food for Travel,
the SupperSmiths, forging one meal at a time
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