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Montreal is a harsh mistress

I'm having a fine time in Montreal even if I've been too busy to make it to the recommended sights: no Mont Royal, no Old Montréal. Next trip, I suppose. Mostly I've been shuttling between the conference hotel and my cozy, clean and much cheaper one a 15-minute walk away.

The weather has been cold and snowy enough for me to know I'm not in Texas but not bad. I've been wimping out to the extent of doing as much as possible of my walk back and forth through the maze of tunnels connecting much of downtown. Together the tunnels constitute one giant mall of shopping and food courts; in fact I'd guess that the Mall of the Americas couldn't touch underground Montreal in the food court department. Despite their familiar mall-ness, the tunnels' twists and turns, ups and downs, and cryptic or absent signage have a science fiction air about them. I'm reminded of the Robert Heinlein book set in underground cities on the moon, and I'm sure that if invaders from another planet ever send their troops into Montreal's tunnel system, the people of Montreal will make as short work of them as Heinlein's lunar defenders did.

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