We haven't just arrived at any weekend, but the last long weekend of the summer (thank you, 1872 printers' strike in Toronto!) and damn it all if we don't intend on wildly vacillating between doin' absolutely nothing on one hand and guzzling margaritas, looking at world-renowned photography, and/or watching people scale an inverted 65-foot wall above a swimming pool at Parc Jean-Drapeau before taking in a burlesque show on the other.

Yee—and we can't stress this enough—haw.

This weekend marks the beginning of the end for Montreal's winner of the 'Best Season of the Year' Award, and as much as some of you look forward to slurping PSLs on a bench along Beaver Lake or wearing your best flannel to an off-island cider house, we say (nay, insist!) that you get on out there and experience these warmer days while they last. And this weekend's weather just might be the best we've had all summer.

We haven't just arrived at any weekend, but the last long weekend of the summer (thank you, 1872 printers' strike in Toronto!) and damn it all if we don't intend on wildly vacillating between doin' absolutely nothing on one hand and guzzling margaritas, looking at world-renowned photography, and/or watching people scale an inverted 65-foot wall above a swimming pool at Parc Jean-Drapeau before taking in a burlesque show on the other.

Yee—and we can't stress this enough—haw.

This weekend marks the beginning of the end for Montreal's winner of the 'Best Season of the Year' Award, and as much as some of you look forward to slurping PSLs on a bench along Beaver Lake or wearing your best flannel to an off-island cider house, we say (nay, insist!) that you get on out there and experience these warmer days while they last. And this weekend's weather just might be the best we've had all summer.