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imagine raining cats and dogs 2009-06-09 - 2:11 p.m. all photos © 2009 by elaine radford It was raining cats and dogs today. We poked around the underground city a little bit, but decided that it wasn't going to stop in a reasonable amount of time, so we figured out the Metro and headed to check out the interior of the Notre Dame. You pay to go in, but it's really a photo fee, since if you say you're going in to pray, you won't be charged. I wouldn't be comfortable doing that though, since I'm not even Catholic. Once inside, you can join a tour in French or English, although our guide seemed a little startled to be assigned to the English tour. (Her English wasn't as bad as she thought, but I have to admit I got a kick of how she pronounced the word Protestant. If I hadn't known what she was going to say -- that the architect was that rare bird, an Irish Protestant -- I might never have figured it out.) I noticed the Ste. Chapelle like stars on the ceiling and as I was wondering if this was some theme that semi-frequently occurs in French-influenced cathedrals, then she explained about the wily priest who somehow got himself a trip to Europe visiting all the great cathedrals and chapels and ultimately got it all expense'd by concluding that they should copy the ceiling of Ste. Chappelle in Paris. FYI the 5,000 stars on the blue ceiling are 23 karat gold. More rain, more underground city. We split a bottle of wine over lunch whilst surrounded by an ever-growing crowd of coat and tie'd bankers who (mostly) seemed to be drinking soft drinks. Oh well, someone has to be the bad example. Still raining, and we peeped into the pool and hot tub and saw that it was empty except for one determined lady doing laps, so we decided to hot tub off some of that lunch. Someone else did join us for a while in the hot tub, but he wasn't a chatty someone, so it was pretty nice. john's illustrated guitar from the 1969 bed-ins Went to the "Imagine" exhibit at the Museum of Fine Arts. It was free and open to the public, and probably everyone in Montreal was there. Unusual these days for an art museum, it did allow photos, but I didn't try to grab too many, thanks to the crowds. I think I did get some nice ones though. Of course, this is a very big deal in Montreal, since it is 40 years since the "bed in" for peace in Montreal. They had the video that John and Yoko made for "Imagine," a video that probably no one except some New Yorkers saw because there was no MTV in these days, and it was very emotional. Hey, it isn't just Peachfront saying this, the older lady sitting next to me was sniffling just as much. Who knows what the film meant back then, but now it's just how young they were. John and Yoko in a rowboat with Yoko wearing heels and a fur coat like a proper Japanese lady on a rowboat on a pleasant afternoon, Yoko in hot pants trying to pose like a model. Good Lord, I'm older than John Lennon and will just keep on getting older and older than John Lennon forever and for all time. There were other interesting pieces too. A copy of the one where you climb up a ladder and read the fine print with the magnifying glass and it says yes. A copy of the white bed, at the Fairmont Queen Elizabeth where we're staying now, where tourists can have their picture doing the "bed in" for peace. A white piano where you can pretend it's you playing Imagine. A white chess set -- well I mean both players use white pieces. There's a single such game near the front and then near the end there's an entire row of such games -- and people are playing. "Play it with trust," OK, but also play it with damn good memories. There were gift tags and ficus trees, and you could scribble your thought on the tag and tie it the ficus trees -- most being wishes for world peace, of course, although I noticed that some negative nabob (there's always one!) had written NADA. I put, "Peace for people and birdies too." Went to an Irish pub where we eavesdropped on people who don't know anything about betting trying to make a prop bet. The man said he bet $100 that the girl couldn't get someone's Los Angeles T-shirt away from him, and she said she would do it if it took all summer or if it took her a hundred years. And he falls right in the trap and say he bets she couldn't do it until "every part of you is gray," and he never had the wits to figure out that he could never win this bet. No way for him to get $100 because it was open-ended, if she doesn't have the shirt, then she'll just say, "I'm working on it." But of course he could lose the $100. People, people, people, we don't call it gambling if there's ZERO frackin' way for you to win. Funniest news story of the day: The evil-doing Canada Geese terror birds that brought down the United Airways flight into the middle of the Hudson River...DNA tests have proved these are not good loyal patriotic local New Yorker birds. Nope. They're Newfies. From Canada. So they're actually Canadian geese, not just Canada geese. Oopsy. john lennon's white piano back - next All Rights Reserved, Copyright 2002-2017 by Elaine Radford