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We woke up after a deep and satisfying sleep—the kind that can only be induced by a full day of travel followed by an enormous pot of hot cheese. We made plans for the day while looking out over the winter wonderland we’d landed in.
We wrapped scarves around our necks, pulled toques over our heads, slid our hands into mittens, and set out into a frozen Montreal night. After just five minutes of crunching through snowdrifts, we threw up our hands at the passing glow of a taxi, crawled inside, and asked incredulously, “Has Vancouver turned us into two huge cold-weather sissies??”