Some of the best views I’ve found in Montreal are from hospitals, hotels or high rises. Especially if they face the mountain and St. Joseph’s Oratory. In my daily travels through outer suburbia I never see these great vistas. It’s pretty much flat wherever I go to sketch. Today, while we waited together for my father at a short hospital visit, my sister remembered a great panoramic window in a waiting room a few floors up. It had everything she promised. A great view of the shrine, a bit of snow-dusted mountain, another old hospital across the way, and best of all, a free spot at the window ledge.