pontification even gets the pope in trouble
I realize that I've spent two posts pontificating (nice use of the target word, jordan!) on poutine and McDonald's, relying on these fineries as a sort of Rick Steves back-alley guide to Canada and my thoughts. I understand, too, that some of you may have no idea why I'm in Montreal nor why you should take the time to read my updates. So this is me, cutting to the chase.
Montreal is a funny place. Not only is it in Canada [insert giggles], but they speak French, and a strange, strange French at that. Most of my encounters begin with "excusez-moi, mais j'ai du mal à comprendre l'accent québecois" (pardon me, but I have a problem understanding the Quebecois accent). I have heard, however, that the Quebecois accent actually resembles the French spoken in 18th Century France (not just some Texas-twang dialect that we francophones can scorn). (Notice how I'm not cutting to the chase). As the second half of my Masters program, I'm here to intern with KINO '00, a non-profit that encourages filmmakers and artists to "do well with nothing, do even better with a little, and do it right now!" Originating in Montreal, the KINO network is a worldwide phenomenon (like Mormonism), with cells in France, Germany, Belgium, Russia, Brazil, Finland, Bénin, Sénégal, Switzerland, the United Kingdom, Australia, and in the U.S., Wisconsin and Kentucky. It's all a bit complicated, so check out kino00.com (in French) or wis-kino.com (in English). I start on Wednesday, so I'll keep you updated.
I live in the Plateau neighborhood--a Greenwich Village-esque quarter whose writers, artists, and creativity have turned a once working-class neighborhood into the hipster hotspot. Fortunately I'm not paying the going rate for an apartment. Here are photos of the digs (view from the balcony, the front, the stairway, which is my favorite part, and Meeka):
Montreal is a funny place. Not only is it in Canada [insert giggles], but they speak French, and a strange, strange French at that. Most of my encounters begin with "excusez-moi, mais j'ai du mal à comprendre l'accent québecois" (pardon me, but I have a problem understanding the Quebecois accent). I have heard, however, that the Quebecois accent actually resembles the French spoken in 18th Century France (not just some Texas-twang dialect that we francophones can scorn). (Notice how I'm not cutting to the chase). As the second half of my Masters program, I'm here to intern with KINO '00, a non-profit that encourages filmmakers and artists to "do well with nothing, do even better with a little, and do it right now!" Originating in Montreal, the KINO network is a worldwide phenomenon (like Mormonism), with cells in France, Germany, Belgium, Russia, Brazil, Finland, Bénin, Sénégal, Switzerland, the United Kingdom, Australia, and in the U.S., Wisconsin and Kentucky. It's all a bit complicated, so check out kino00.com (in French) or wis-kino.com (in English). I start on Wednesday, so I'll keep you updated.
I live in the Plateau neighborhood--a Greenwich Village-esque quarter whose writers, artists, and creativity have turned a once working-class neighborhood into the hipster hotspot. Fortunately I'm not paying the going rate for an apartment. Here are photos of the digs (view from the balcony, the front, the stairway, which is my favorite part, and Meeka):
life is pretty good. i mean, look at that stairwell. my goodness.
posted by jordan at 4:50 PM
3 Comments:
well, dis-donc. life does look good up there!!! i will post some pictures of the view from my apparte. but not anytime soon. you know, the pope is in trouble right now. dang it, pope! i wish i could be a blogger identité, but i have to rest as an "autre." i just realized that poutine kind of sounds like putain! which makes it even funnier.
'Ello you, glad to see things appear to be boding well. Just wanted to say hi.
-B
I like the addition of the dog photo, which seems to not mentioned in the blog.... It leaves me with a sense of curiosity. I'd like to know more.
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