OH Canada!

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!

From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Seeing the lyrics, I can only think of college.  I went to Eastern Kentucky University, a very prestigious university specializing in partying way back in 1993.  Sometime in the early 1990’s it had been named by Playboy as one of the Top 10 party schools in the United States.  I’m still so proud.  More than the vast education I received at EKU, seeing the lyrics makes me think of my old pal and fun-mentor Mickey.  She was a friend of mine from Oregon that had come to Eastern to study to be a Fireman (woman?).   Anyway, as college kids do, we would keep the usual tabs on each others whereabouts and we always knew Mickey was back on campus when this anthem would be sung at top pitch through our dorm.  If you were out with Mickey you would eventually learn it as you sang it back to campus.  Why?  Who knows.

Quebec City and Montreal did not disappoint,  I now see why Mickey had such a fondness for the anthem.  One can only assume is was rooted in a love for the country.

This was one of our final views of Maine before we crossed over into Canada.  The leaves were changing and it was beautiful.  About 30 minutes later, it was dark and we eventually found the border.  It is REALLY far north.  Duh.  We got over the border with no problem, and were having a good laugh about the moose caution signs being in French when I nearly hit one.  I mean, nearly.  Close call.

Once we got to Quebec it was late and we passed out fast.  We got up fairly early and spent most of the day in old Quebec.  We went to the market, got an amazing feast, and spent the day wandering and enjoying a beautiful old city.

After this idyllic day, we woke up Friday morning and it was cold and raining.  Really cold.  Really a lot of rain.  And, for those of you that may be in the pool, the big fight finally happened (Day 86) sooooooo…   What I am saying is that it was miserable and we were too.  So we left.  TAKE THAT QUEBEC!

We drove to Montreal as fast as the Element would get us there.  AND IT WAS GLORIOUS.

Except that the second of 2 cameras finally died.  And, I don’t speak French.  I forgot to mention that in the Quebec City part.  Turns out, when someone speaks the language of the French to me, my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth and it gets very dry.  Yes, I freeze.  Luckily, despite mercilessly making fun of Brian, he continued to practice a drill he found on his phone.  With that information, he ordered us coffee and found a way to buy us cheese.  It didn’t hurt that nearly everyone is bilingual and so very kind.  After one bonn-jooour out of my mouth, they switched pretty fast.  Thank you to everyone who didn’t allow me to attempt to butcher the language.

We did go to the Marche Rouge and bought all kinds of fruits and some bread.  There were these little mini tomatillo like fruits that we bought:


What are these things?  The one person I asked thought that they were called ground cherries.  They sure are a lot like tomatillo kiwis.

Before the camera broke, nearly all my photos in Montreal were from the market so, thats all I’ve got on that front.  We intended to stay Friday and Saturday night.  Almost as soon as we got into town, we decided to see if we could stay Sunday night too.  Then, on Saturday, we decided to stay Monday night.  This was another airbnb stop and we were super lucky with both the people that rented to us and the location. We couldn’t get enough of the area – there was just too much to see and we still didn’t make it very far! Mont Royal, bagels, lots of coffee, and a nice lady that got me an appointment to get my haircut are the highlights.

Sadly, we got up Tuesday morning and are heading to New York so that Brian can work a few more days and then we go to Syracuse!

4 thoughts on “OH Canada!

  1. Emily – HA! It was not a spat-less 86 days, there have been a few doozies leading up to this one!

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