Montréal picnics, cigarettes, and grass
Been spending the past weekend in Montréal with some of the lovely folks on Superfuture. There have been a lot of walking, expensive drinks, amazing food, cab fares, and pathetic French accents (by yours truly). We had a picnic today and ended up passed out on a lawn of grass. My first day off!
Taking pictures while lying down can be difficult, but as you can see I have mastered the art of not actually looking while taking photographs. Ugggggggh.
Mad (h)am, crazy sausage, duck pâté, stinky cheese, and hella baguette action. Someone smoked my last Iranian cigarette. Damn you Maxime!
