As a kid, Montreal felt like the future.

I was fascianted by the remnants of Expo 67 and Parc Olympique. The ruins of the expo reminded me of failed version of the Jetson’s universe and the Tour Olympique was a melted Eiffel Tower.

Everything was made from concrete and we stayed in a hotel that had fake streams and ducks. The metro had tires and played cool sounds when it started. I can remember the delight of going from our hotel to a baseball game without ever going outside.

• October 1st, 2009
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