Montréal, The city I\’ll never forget.
People say we cannot forget our first love. Montréal is my first city love. It is the first city I really felt home and safe. It is the first city I wanted to go back to, live and work.
I went once in 2009 for 6 months and as soon as I went home I wanted to leave again.
My first step in Québec was feeling as the first step on the \”New World\”. I was Jacques Cartier in 1854. I was eager to see and experience new things. I had been living in Paris for two years before and the city had started to suffocate me. It felt liberating to be in Montréal. I loved everything about it. The ordered and large streets, the Québéquers who were so nice to me, the crazy buildings, the school I was enrolled in (Concordia University).

