We didn't want to risk two flights in order to get to Florida so I opted to drive Brendan and Elizabeth to Montreal. Actually Brendan drove there and I drove home. It was a beautiful drive, and nice for both of us to have some quality time with Elizabeth by herself - something that rarely happens.
Driving in Montreal was interesting as always. We've never seen a stop sign AT a traffic light before and we were not quite sure how to interpret it. Everyone else ignored so we took their lead. At first we had planned to have lunch at the airport, but then we decided we didn't actually want to remove masks there. So we found a parking lot close to the airport and had our lunch. I had carefully prepared a supper that would be allowed to be brought on board, but we realized in the car that I had made an error. Ultimately there was a question of whether grapes would be considered a liquid and potentially confiscated. There was much agonizing over this. Yes, flying has really gotten this silly, apparently. In the end Brendan decided to risk bringing grapes on the plane, although technically it was not allowed and it was a non-issue.
Elizabeth begged to be allowed to bring along "her" iPad because she had just managed a week-long streak in duo lingo for Latin. Although suspicious that she wanted the iPad for games, we decided to let her bring it because what parents are going to squelch their child's desire to spontaneously learn Latin?
The airport was quite empty, with many shuttered shops. We spent far too long locating the US terminal but eventually I saw them through security and then went and sat in the car until they had safely made it to the gate.