I decided to take a second annual I’m-not-in-France-so-let’s-head-to-Quebec trip during Cannes this year, working from cafes in Montreal for a week or so instead of a couch in Toronto. I also just so happened to time my arrival with the do-or-die seventh game in the Montreal Canadiens’ second round bid for the Stanley Cup – which goes down tomorrow night. Last time I witnessed a final game in a series, cop cars were blown up and riots broke, and I expect nothing less tomorrow. It’s also nice to be in a city where there is some sort of hope for our local hockey team.
c/o the Toronto Star