La Ronde

The culmination of a timeless week in Montreal. After wandering through the historic and industrial districts late at night during a gentle snowfall, I made my way over to Parc Jean-Drapeau with no expectations. The palette of gloomy colors emitting from the island painted the sky. The solitude was dystopian. The island’s amusement park, La Ronde, appeared as an epic series of twisting metal structures dimly lit under such a faint sky. While passing by, I noticed that one of the gates was only loosely chained closed; despite knowing that my footprints would be left all over the park, I couln’t pass up such a rare opportunity and decided to give it a go anyway. After a couple hours of climbing and shooting on various rollercoasters, I was forced to sneak out when I spotted security on the move. This will forever be one of the most magical and rewarding nights of exploring to date.