Well, number one Son is now a Montréalais; Sunday we dumped him in a shared student-style flat in a very classic Montreal neighborhood .
Accompanied by the good McDuff, who had come along to help me control my emotions (too much joy can be dangerous while driving long distances), I headed off to the Captain's. After a brief return to parental responsibility ("Dad, could you drive me out to Ikea?" Thankfully Rob lives nearby) we settled down to mark the passage of hurricane Irene with a festival of games. For the first time I played Wings of War and a member of the DBx family (HOTT in this case) as well as a German-style rail building game called Transamerica. I'll not paste many pictures of games and figures here (although Rob's Burgundians are lovely) -- I am sure you will find some pictures elsewhere.
History, wargame stories and game design were heavily discussed in the twelve hour drive there, and on the return trip. All in all, a very enjoyable weekend break.