Montreal Airport
- Trudeau -
Lasting Impressions....
"The first night definitely had a lot more sleepers - including a school group of about 25 thirteen and fourteen-year-olds led by their teacher." (Vivian)
"Just for fun, arrived in Montréal early in the morning, I´ve had a nap just to write to this site." (Filipe Barini)
Quick Reference Airport Guide
Here is some information that we've picked out of from your reviews. Be sure to read the review pages for the most up-to-date info:
- chapel
- bright
- leather easy chairs at gates near heat vents
- frequent announcements
- kids play area
A few airport reviews from the archives
by Kaki
Montreal Trudeau is my best airport sleeping experience. I'd been there before and have looked for the same sleeping lounge in other busier/slower airports without luck. This should be standard for international airports! I would opt to fly through this airport any time I had an overnight ...except that the duty free isn't as good as Toronto's.
by Phil
"Can't remember exactly when this was ...sometime in late September 1998, on a Sunday night...
A friend and I had decided, without any specific plan, to see how far north we could drive in a weekend. (We are from the Rochester, NY area...) So we hopped in his car, drove around Lake Ontario, through Buffalo, and Toronto, heading northward, veering eventually into the wilds of northern Quebec.
We drove non-stop until Saturday, when, for reasons neither of us fully understand (especially me, considering I was asleep at the time) he flipped the car, totaling it, a good 200-odd kilometers from the nearest town (it's interesting ...since it happened in Canada I think of all the distance in metric even though I'm from the States and have no sense for even how far that is without converting it to miles in my head.) Anyway, we found ourselves stranded, with no knowledge of French (or Quebecois, or whatever) and in need of a way home. We sort of fumbled our way along, first on a truck, then on buses, making our way finally to Montreal before we could find any body who seemed to even know what we were talking about when we mentioned Rochester. We got tickets, but the last bus of the day had left, and the next was at 7am the next morning. So, completely drained of cash and burdened with the items we had taken out of the wrecked car, we hunkered down for the night in the bus station.
The seats were wire mesh, and a bit too narrow and short to get comfortable on, and the temperature seemed to drop noticeably as the night wore on ...I suspect the turned down the heat. Early on, a security guard asked to see our tickets, but he was easily satisfied and left us alone all night, though we saw him wandering around quite a bit. There were very few people in the station, and things were quiet, though a random pigeon wandered in and woke me up at one point. The lights were a bit bright, and the wire mesh left a grid-pattern on my face. A notch or two better than sleeping on the street and certainly safer, but not an experience I'd willingly repeat or recommend to anyone..."
