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Through a combination of sleep deprivation and my own abject stupidity, a late-night call of nature ended up with my being locked out on Sunday night in only an undershirt, (thankfully) jeans and socks for about 40 minutes of Montreal winter. Many thanks to Guilhem's neighbour Sylvie for saving me - and for giving me a coffee and a stool in the kitchen.

Mental note - many doors will close and lock automatically behind you. Ouch.