I'm back in Montreal! I just happened to show up in a humid spell, lucky me. For the first time in over a year, I woke up this morning with a thin film of sweat covering my body. I forgot how much I hate that...
I say it every time I'm in town, but every time I forget what it really means. The humidity here is a big shock for a little Calgary guy like myself; it's not that bad, in the end but, compared to the dry climate I now live in, this place hits you pretty hard.
But it's all good in the end. I have a chance to go out with good friends and eat good food and see a good (and not so good) movies. So I can't complain, really, because I'm having a great time.
Other than complain about the humidity. Because I'm human, after all, and complaining is my birthright!
