Lucky for us, George happened to have an available room, reasonably priced at 25€ a night with AC, fridge and a patio big enough for a Montreal-style stand up party.
I first read On the Road by Jack Kerouac when I was 15, on vacation with my parents at an all-inclusive resort in Mexico.
Anne Lagacé Dowson arrived in Montreal with an M.A. in hand, some experience at CBC radio in Ottawa, and a bicultural background, and settled in a modest apartment.
One Friday evening in October, the week before Halloween, I was helping my daughter pack for her return to California. It was the usual mother-daughter argument over who’s in control and who’s right.
By Alice Reiter Hipsters can be recognized by many from a mile away. Their skinny jeans, flannel shirts and full beards make spotting them easy, but also make them the target of ridicule in pop culture. Miranda Campbell, a hipster analyst and member of Dawson’s English department, was a speaker […]