Montreal, Quebec.

Three days. Two bachelors. One murder.

An amazing weekend in French Canada. A collection of my best friends and a room full of strangers wearing white.

All in all, a truly memorable weekend.

Montreal is without a doubt, the most fascinating place on earth.

I can't begin to explain all the highlights. Perhaps it was the thirty thousand people in the park for the Manu Chao show at the Montreal Jazz Fest. Perhaps it was the all night party at the Pound. Perhaps it was just the moment I realized that it was all actually happening.

Of course, narrowly avoiding getting shot in the streets of St. Henri was definitely unforgettable. We stumbled back to our place and heard some loud bangs. I figured it was just Canada Day fireworks.... then we saw the police cars and ambulance pull up alongside the building.

I'm extremely lucky to have such good friends and wonderful timing.