New city, new apartment, new school, new friends, a complete change in my environment. Montreal has left an impression already. Walking down the street I hear a hundred different languages, smell the fresh bread from the boulangerie, and see faces from all over the world. The sounds of summer are still echoing in my ears; the street construction rages on, drowned out only by the shrill cry of the cicada. Yet, I am really anticipating autumn in the city. The crisp cool weather, the crunch of the leaves under my feet, and the comfort of a thick sweater. I know it will come soon enough, but my mind associates these sensations with the institution of higher education. A Masters in Librarianship, not surprisingly entails a lot of reading. However, it still came as a surprise to me when we were assigned to read over a hundred pages for the following lecture. I was also a little surprised by my decision to go back to school so soon after completing my undergraduate degree, but now that I am here I know it was the right thing to do. Montreal feels like home already.
