Mount Royal Avenue

Mount Royal Avenue (official French name: Avenue du Mont-Royal) is a street in Montreal. The main part of the street transects the borough of Le Plateau-Mont-Royal, from Park Avenue at the foot of Mount Royal, for which the road is named, to rue Frontenac. Another section in Rosemont–La Petite-Patrie runs from rue Molson to Pie-IX Boulevard. West of Park Avenue, the road continues into Outremont (where it becomes Boulevard du Mont-Royal), skirting the northern rim of the mountain until Av. Vincent d'Indy.

The western section of the avenue is the principal artery of the Plateau, forming the southern border of the Mile End neighbourhood. Notable businesses on the street include La Binerie Mont-Royal and Beauty's.

The Mont-Royal metro station is located at the corner of Mont-Royal and rue Rivard, at Place Gérald-Godin.

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