Midnight, walking up the red-carpeted stone steps, music and drinks flowing as snippets of French drift by from the next room. My first impression of Montreal. We took a later flight and only arrived at our hotel a little past 12 in the early hours of Sunday. WHERE WE STAYED The hotel we were staying at has quite the opulent history behind it, the building originally belonging to Lord George Stephen, converted into a private gentlemen’s business club, and finally…