Prompts is a joint creative exercise between my friend Matt W. and I. We will choose a different subject at the beginning of each week and post no more than 500 words on said topic on Fridays.
The City I Most Want To Visit In 2014 – Montreal
I desperately want to leave America in 2014.
Let me explain. When I write “I desperately want to leave America” I don’t mean this in an “I hate that socialist Obama, get me outta here” redneck ex-pat way. I mean it in an “I am turning 30 this year and I need to see the world before it becomes one giant fireball” way. I’ve crisscrossed America in my 20s and now it’s time to experience harrowing taxi rides, stand-offs with pirates, and “how do you say (insert profanity)” language lessons with natives in distant lands. This is the life I aim for, the stand-offs with pirates part especially. Have you seen the trailers for Captain Phillips??? (I have not seen the movie yet. Hope Captain Phillips lives. Wink, wink.)
Montreal has long tickled my Franco heritage fancies. My inner Cajun desires to speak French poorly to the chagrin of the locals, and France does not look like it’s in the cards in 2014. A desire to butcher my ancestral language is not the only reason Montreal is the city I most want to visit in 2014 though.
One of the main reasons is my infatuation with music originating in Montreal.
Montreal produced some of my favorite bands of the aughts (i.e., Arcade Fire, Wolf Parade, Godspeed You Black Emperor, The Unicorns, Majical Cloudz, etc.). I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t romanticized the city based off its oddball pop music. Until the past year I never lived close enough to Montreal to entertain the idea of visiting. Now I live six hours away, a long enough distance to dust up on words besides oui and non while in the air or on the road.
In my case a major part of Montreal’s intrigue is how little I know about the city besides the Expos sucked, the winters are the worst, and the Frenchies and the English speakers rarely see eye to oeil. Whereas other cities I plan on visiting in 2014 such as New Orleans and Chicago are known entities to me Montreal is, dare I say, a mystere.
Just for merdes et rires, or as us Americans say shits and giggles, here are five more foreign cities I want to visit before I hit 40:
a) Paris, France – Ancestral reasons not to be confused with liberal snobbery.
b) Christchurch, New Zealand – Beautiful area along the Pacific recovering after massive earthquake.
c) Rio de Janeiro, Brazil – One word: Carnival. Four more words: Scantily clad samba dancers.
d) Lagos, Nigeria – Before he lived the American dream Hakeem Olajuwon lived the dream here.
e) Halifax, Nova Scotia – Cajuns were booted from Nova Scotia. I plan to put a boot up Nova Scotia’s ass.