Montreal Day 3&4

Monday came and Jeff's Conference Began...So I was off on my own!
Today I shopped St. Catherine, and searched for about 45 minutes for a Starbucks!
Good Times, but came home with nothing b/c my suitcase on the way up was already 50 lbs, I decided there really wasn't anything I needed. :)
When Jeff got home, we headed back down to the square for dinner. After walking the side streets for something new, we ended up outside at the square. It actually was fairly chilly that evening out, but nice with a light sweater and jeans on. Jeff got Surf and Turf and I got a Filet. Yummy!
Tuesday I got Brave! After a morning workout, with a jog around the city blocks(yes, I know, I never really work out much, but the weather was so nice and I had the time, so why not!), I ventured up to Mount Royal. OK, so Mount Royal is a large park that overlooks the city, and was landscaped by the same guy that did Central Park. I knew there were lookout points, a lake, some old history, some cemeteries and I would have a gorgeous view of the city. So I looked up the Metro Maps and Bus Maps and figured out my stops and how I was going to navigate my way up to this Mountain......Now, remember, we are in the French part of Canada and everything is French, everyone is speaking French, and although I took French in high school, I retained VERY little. So my path is cut out....I have 2 stops on the Subway, then I transfer lines, go 3 stops and then get off and take the number 11 bus up the mountain. Easy Enough, Right?!
Well surprisingly so, it was easy enough. So 2 trains and 1 bus later, I find the bus climbing a hill, I think, this is It! Yes, I did it. Oh, look, there is a look out point....oh, wait....is the bus going downhill now? Did I miss my stop? I better get off at the next one! So I get off, and venture across a street to where a building stood, and there appeared to be a trail up to the left. I am in my workout clothes and carrying my purse with me. I know, again, why do I have my purse? But I had to make sure to have my camera, Metro Card, hotel key and ID in-case I got lost someone would know who they found!
I see the trail, it's large its wide, there are other people, its only slightly uphill, I think this has to be the way to something, right? Well, again, I was right. I must say, I have a fairly good sense of direction. I came up to a larger house, started seeing more people, and then Here I was!!! This is what I found!! YAY! Gorgeous views of the city!
So after I had enough of the scenary, I decided I would venture down to the look-out spot I had seen on the bus on the way up. It couldn't be far? It had to be along the ridge line, if I just follow this path I'll be sure to find it, right? Also, I noticed that is also where I could catch the 11 bus back down the mountain, so it would work out perfect. Well, not so much....I twisted, I turned, I hiked up, I hiked down, I crossed little bridges, I saw a very LONG set of stairs(I opted against), and I slowly but surely found myself in the middle of the woods and NO ONE around me!!! My paths got smaller, it was basically dirt now, and I slowly grew a little anxious that I had truly gotten myself lost. Then I saw it.....up a hill, there appeared to be a break in the trees, it looked lighter up there, I litterally RAN up that hill, and AT Last!!
I was on a bigger gravel road, one that looked like the first one. Now, right or left?? Hmmm, my senses were right, but I knew if I went left, I should at least get back to where I started, so I opted for that instead. And AT LAST I came back to my original location!! Hit the 11 bus, made my way to the other look out, then hit the bus home back to the Metro! WHEW!! I was worn out!! Note to All - don't tackle a 100+ acre park by yourself without a map of the park....

(This is the tiny trail I came from!)

(This is finally the Larger Road I found!)

Dinner that Night was Red Thai, up on St. Laurent. Good Food, but not Basil, for sure!
It kind of looks like we are eating on the street, but the windows are just all open onto the sidewalk.